#And given how the Park treat River he's probably less concerned about a foreign agency taking River out

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WIP WEDNESDAY

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I have no idea what the rules are to this game, so WE HAVE NO RULES.

Ahem.

Enjoy a random excerpt from Slow Horses fic of dubious origin and plot:

Compared to Lamb’s normal throwaways, Cartwright was almost competent. Lamb never felt like he had to keep a tight leash on the young man because of all the Slow Horses, Cartwright was the only one there because of someone else’s mess - because he’d been a little too good at being a spy, and caught the wrong people at the right time.

It made Lamb complacent.

Lazy, he cursed to himself on the fifth day. Lazy, and fucking stupid.

Because he allowed himself to forget that River’s ambition and talent were soundly outdone by his absolute shit fuck awful luck.

If David Cartwright hadn’t been River’s grandfather, Lamb doubted River’s disappearance would’ve received more than a dismissive ‘good riddance’ from Taverner and her Dogs.

One - admittedly frequently- missing agent from Slough House was hardly worth putting the entirety of Downing Street on high alert.

After day six, it was clear that this wasn’t just an errant field agent who’d gone off on his own. Cartwright, even if he was feeling particularly spiteful of Lamb and his mild neglect form of leadership, never went radio silent for near a week. If he’d found something worth pursuing, he’d at least call to gloat about being right.