Paddy was the sort of man who could get you to do anything. His silver tongue could probably make a man jump, if he wasn't vigilant. And he knew it. That's why he constantly used that smile of his against anyone who stood in his way.

He was big. Muscular. Handsome. Anyone's dream. Again, he knew it, and used it as his own selfish means to an end. It was rare that he showed his more... fear-inducing side.

"Ah, there you are, darling... We were looking for you outside... Why have you come in?" He was smiling, but there was an odd edge to it as his big hands flexed on the couch.

When he and his wife invited you to their home in Devon, he instructed her to stay away from you. He wanted you for himself.