He looks over at her now, obviously tired and hungover but still with an expression hewn out of rock and resolve.

'You think I'll let them, after all this shit? Christ Bols, d'you think I wan' t'go to Plymouth? It's got bugger all t'do with Operation Rose; I pushed my boss into killin' himself yesterday an' if they think they're goin' t'get rid of me after I did tha' just to clean up their force, they've got another thing comin'.'

He doesn't mean that.

...it's his force. Not theirs.