Sister? Wicked thoughts were now filling the young Constable's mind. He would stop at no means to get what he wanted. There had been several times he had blackmailed a brother into leaving their sisters at the mercy of Lucius' dark desires. Of course, none of that would matter if his sister wasn't easy on the eyes. He made a mental note to seek out the man's sister.
"Ah, yes. London is a wonderful place to go for clean air," he said, rather sarcastically. He gave the young man before him a suspicious look, his eyes glancing him up and down; taking in his appearance.
"Constable Lucius Milton Vale," he said, before taking a long drink from his beer. He gave the other man what he hoped was a friendly smile. "Just making talk, that is all. I like to know the name's of the people I am sworn to protect."