It was a long shot and judging by that look on his face, he didn't believe him any more than the police did. He had seen the way Harrison Wells looked at Hartley, it repulsed him. All he wanted to do was go in there and protect him and then suddenly, mid way through talking, he hit himself in the head with his pencil holder off the desk and shoved it into James hand before triggering the alarm.
He had a record, the police knew him, of course they assumed he'd broke into steal, panicked and attacked that psycho asshole. And here he was, back in jail, a panel of glass separating then and talking into a telephone. "I didn't try to steal anything. I went in to talk to your creepy pervert boss. Do you see the way he has his eyes all over you? He's a freak. I was trying to have your back. I never hit him."
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It was a long shot and judging by that look on his face, he didn't believe him any more than the police did. He had seen the way Harrison Wells looked at Hartley, it repulsed him. All he wanted to do was go in there and protect him and then suddenly, mid way through talking, he hit himself in the head with his pencil holder off the desk and shoved it into James hand before triggering the alarm.
He had a record, the police knew him, of course they assumed he'd broke into steal, panicked and attacked that psycho asshole. And here he was, back in jail, a panel of glass separating then and talking into a telephone. "I didn't try to steal anything. I went in to talk to your creepy pervert boss. Do you see the way he has his eyes all over you? He's a freak. I was trying to have your back. I never hit him."