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[statementfuckingends]

You've reached Timothy Stoker, leave a message at the tone and I'll get back to you.

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[epistemological]

Hero? [ That? Is an epic snort. ]

I've wanted to strangle that man since I was eight years old. He was a disappointment because he was just a sad little man with delusions of grandeur.

[ He turns back to Tim. ]

Horded them. And fed assistant after assistant to them, as many of them as he could get to work in his horror movie of a library as he had plenty of money to throw at them for it. I'm not at all surprised our Gerry mistook him for someone else.

Like finding the old fraud behind the curtain.

[statementfuckingends]

Well, good to know he's even worse than what I assumed from the corpse at your desk. Almost sounds like he bloody well deserved it.

[The words ring a bit hollow, however. As much as he's rapidly deciding he can't stand Leitner any more than the rest of the bastards they've all associated with the statements, no-one deserved to get killed by Elias. Especially not personally.]