"...Doyle with his knees turned to water, clutching at the car door..." was - as you can probably imagine - no-no-no-no-NO!"
LOL! Exactly my thoughts!
"...And gaah for super-Bodie (in comparison) running straight in while Doyle cowers."
That's the way professionals should act in such a situation. In any case, showing any feelings AFTER such an operation.
No, I have no problem with the Bodie here. But that's not the Doyle we know! And it's not just his hesitation at the beginning, it's also all this musing about heaven and hell - at this wrong moment, when there is real hell around him.
"...tough one for a Catholic, taught from birth that God is up there and mankind down here, hopelessly and forever separate. He has put God back where He should be -- right in his own human breast, with all the joy and pain and agonising responsibility that entails. There is need for him to enter hell..."
And so on..., and so on...
What follows is a superb bomb disposal scene. *bows*
And then again, as you mentioned it, the scenes outside the Brunswick church, and the moment he sees Gabe. All his professionalism is forgotten, and he acts like the heroine in a regency novel. Hello? Where is my Doyle, please????
Anyway - up until now, I still enjoy the powerfull writing! ...it reminds me a bit of reading Kate MacLean - you don't like these guys, you don't even know them - but you can't stop reading! ;-)
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Date: 2019-04-27 02:38 pm (UTC)LOL! Exactly my thoughts!
"...And gaah for super-Bodie (in comparison) running straight in while Doyle cowers."
That's the way professionals should act in such a situation. In any case, showing any feelings AFTER such an operation.
No, I have no problem with the Bodie here. But that's not the Doyle we know! And it's not just his hesitation at the beginning, it's also all this musing about heaven and hell - at this wrong moment, when there is real hell around him.
"...tough one for a Catholic, taught from birth that God is up there and mankind down here, hopelessly and forever separate. He has put God back where He should be -- right in his own human breast, with all the joy and pain and agonising responsibility that entails. There is need for him to enter hell..."
And so on..., and so on...
What follows is a superb bomb disposal scene. *bows*
And then again, as you mentioned it, the scenes outside the Brunswick church, and the moment he sees Gabe. All his professionalism is forgotten, and he acts like the heroine in a regency novel.
Hello? Where is my Doyle, please????
Anyway - up until now, I still enjoy the powerfull writing!
...it reminds me a bit of reading Kate MacLean - you don't like these guys, you don't even know them - but you can't stop reading! ;-)