Loving him was never enough.

He was a dangerous man, everybody in Birmingham knew that. It wasn't safe to be around him–or his family. Yet, you stayed. Polly thought you were insane for putting up with him.

You can see his cold eyes glaring into your soul, sitting in his office, smoking a cigarette as you bring him a tea. You never understood why he looked at you that way–like you were out of this world.

"I'll take a whiskey." He said quietly as you move to put the tea on his desk.