I don’t know if it’s that he wanted the child so much as he took offense to the idea of someone like Jack raising the child. [ It was definitely that, given the rant that Llewellyn had been forced to listen to. ] Er… Yes, I had stopped to get something for lunch before heading back to the station house and he came up behind me.

[ The detective’s tone sounded a bit awkward. He hadn’t actually admitted this happened to people as of yet, nor had he really intended to. Sometimes he spoke before he thought. ] He got the jump on me, and when I woke up I was stuck listening to him in some kind of old shed. He thought I could tell him where Jack and his son had gone. Which I couldn’t, of course… Jack hadn’t even told me he planned to take the child and leave the city. And I wouldn’t have told the man even if I did.

[ Hurt and upset over everything as he was, that would only have put both Jack and the child in harm’s way. Llewellyn wasn’t about to do that… Even if it nearly led to his own murder. ]