[It had to be. He wanted it to be. After learning what Maverick had done-- after nearly killing his best friend-- there was no way that Barnaby could accept any of this. His memory of his partner had been altered. His memory of that Christmas Eve had been altered.
What else? What else?
Barnaby's eyes narrowed in a sudden swell of rage.]
no subject
What else? What else?
Barnaby's eyes narrowed in a sudden swell of rage.]
I refuse to be used like this again.