Doyle POV: A Form Of Reimbursement...

It almost felt surreal... But before me stood a lad that looked like a younger version of Len. Perhaps Len of an age that I missed out on knowing.

The rage from earlier simply dissipated like it was just another fleeting emotion at the sight of the man before me who seemed no older than a fresh graduate. He had Len's similar light grey eyes but had locks of deep auburn the colour of a fiery red.

There was just something about him that made me freeze as I stared at him blankly. Finally deciding to brush it off as a misjudgement on my part, I turned to face Len, hoping to explain myself in case he misunderstood my sudden interest in the lad when he suddenly teared up.