He's suspected, others have intimated as much, but Alfie lays it out bluntly and without any room for error. He passes a hand over his face shakily and sinks to sit on the morgue drawer that he woke up on, careless of the crumpled body bag.]
My calculations were wrong.
[He messed up again. He thought he knew best and someone else has died. The great Sherlock Holmes, genius, what an absolute fucking laugh.]
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He's suspected, others have intimated as much, but Alfie lays it out bluntly and without any room for error. He passes a hand over his face shakily and sinks to sit on the morgue drawer that he woke up on, careless of the crumpled body bag.]
My calculations were wrong.
[He messed up again. He thought he knew best and someone else has died. The great Sherlock Holmes, genius, what an absolute fucking laugh.]