Edward Nygma:
["mourning" Fred Stickley]
Why? Oh, why? I just can't believe it. Two years working in the same office. He was like my father... my brother... or a cousin that visits all the time!
Executive:
Get a grip, Edward.
Edward Nygma:
[holding up a suicide note]
I found this in my cubicle. You'll find the handwriting matches his exactly, as does sentence structure and spelling.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:17