Yesterday, he thought his girlfriend was special ops; today he’d learned the truth. Gwennie worked for Torchwood, catching aliens! Rhys felt like his entire world had been turned upside down. It was… bloody brilliant, if he was honest. Well, apart from the bullet wound; could have done without that
Aliens were real, and he’d seen one! A bloody great space whale, no less. Poor thing hadn’t had a good time on earth though, butchered alive like that. Rhys hoped he hadn’t eaten any of it. It was almost enough to put a man off meat.
Shame he couldn’t tell anybody.