Gwen stood at the edge of the parapet. It was not a place she usually found comfortable, but Jack's presence that always made the weird seem normal.

"Rhys is getting audited. I don't know what to do."

Jack turned to face Gwen, his coat wrapping around his legs in the breeze. "You could get Ianto to look over his taxes. Or you could send Owen after the auditor. Photos in compromising positions tend to make a lot of problems go away."

Returning Jack's smile, Gwen was unsure if he was joking about Owen. "I'll talk to Ianto in the morning."


tw100 — challenge #23: inland revenue