I'll Be Good (джен)

“Oxfords, not brogues.”
Harry’d been keeping tabs on the Unwin’s on and off throughout the past five years, and he’s a resilient enough memory to immediately recall the code he’d given the two of them; to call on him if ever they needed a favor, help. Last he’d checked, Lee’s widows new husband beat her, had sent her to the A&E once. And while he had been itching to correct the uncouth slob about how one was supposed to handle another human being, it hadn’t been his place; not without that longstanding favor being invoked. And now the son — Eggsy, was it? — was muttering back and forth with Amanda from the tech department. And making dark requests.
“Can you kill my foster father?”
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Or: the one where Eggsy becomes an orphan, guilt kicks in twelve years early and Harry Hart goes about honoring Lee Unwin's memory a whole 'nother way.