Pat Bunn

Chapter 5
The other man was Pat Bunn, he was older and fatter, a former policeman who had fitted comfortably into the job of Temple Guard like a faithful old dog being led to a new kennel. He had bunions on his feet and the livid red face of a man that like to drink. By anyone’s estimation he was a dreadful man, but Jack got on with him well enough as he got on with everyone.
Chapter 6
Bunn was shorter than Jack and a good deal fatter. He was nearly sixty and had the red face and strawberry nose of man that liked to drink. He was constantly smoking and would sneak cigarettes, cupped in the palm of his hand while on gate duty. A former policeman he had been drawn to the Temple Guards as a perceived softer option, or so he said.
Chapter 10
Bunn had supplemented his guard uniform with an extra scarf and coat. He had, in addition, a balaclava on underneath his conical helmet. The cold had made his already large red nose even larger and even redder. Fierce vermillion rosacea streaked his cheeks and chin, his thin red lips an angry line across ragged teeth. His face was so red he looked like an angry racist tomato. 
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