‘ 𝓙 𝘢𝘤𝘬 𓏵

This was him. This was the man. This was the guv. This was DCI Gene Hunt. Up close to him like this, eclipsed by his massive shadow, Sam felt vulnerable and absurd dressed in nothing but a T-shirt and shorts.

'Fetching little outfit, Sambo,' Hunt intoned. 'Are you trying to seduce me?'

'Actually, Guv, I was contemplating a metaphysical dilemma.'

'I hope you flushed afterwards.'

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'Looks like we've found the explosive device, folks,' said Gene. 'Chris - I never want to have to say these words to you ever again, but open your legs for me, nice and slowly.'

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Gene moved suddenly and with surprising speed. In the blink of an eye, his powerful hand was clamped around Cowper's genitals. Cowper scrambled awkwardly to his feet, his cheeks and forehead flushing in agony (...) 'Bet you're wishing you'd agree to have a brief present now, am I right?' said Gene, sniffing the palm of his hand and then wiping it contemptuously on the back of Cowper's shirt.

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'Not Mr Cowper any more?' smiled Cowper. 'Is that the cue for your gorilla to lay into me again?'

'I'm nobody's gorilla,' barked Gene. 'Least of all his. I'm the guv'nor.'

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