"What do you think, Boland?" he said, tilting his chin at Raymond. "You think he's alright?""What's it to you?" I heard myself say.
Campbell smiled then, which surprised me. It was a genuine smile, no menace intended, and just for a second I saw a completely different Wes Campbell - harmless, friendly... charismatic even.
"You like him don't you?" he said to me.
"What?"
"Bunny boy there... you like him?"
I didn't know what to say. Like him? Did I like him? I mean, what kind of question is that?
- Pete Boland, Black Rabbit Summer by Kevin Brooks