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"Lucy's absolutely right"
"Thank goodness, you're back Prof!" Her words are music to my ears as I am back in control. That other man doesn't have control over my body and mind anymore and Lucy is happy to have me back. She actually cares that I am in control instead of him, the one claiming to be the real Alfendi Layton.
"She is probably just afraid of dealing with me and that's the only reason she is happy to see you"
"Sorry if I alarmed you," I mutter as I try to brush him off in order to stay in control,"Yes, the remote control we found discarded in the rubbish bin... I believe Ms. Blaise threw it away on purpose."
Believe? You are an inspector, you are supposed to know to solve the case and lock the correct suspect away. If you can't understand the criminal mind you'll never find the facts. That's the difference between you and me, you only have the capacity to hypothesize while I can get into the mind of a criminal and a mastermind, something only a true genius can do.
I feel him constantly eat away at me again as he struggles to take control over my body, his words become clearer and he adding his input more and more often. I only hope I can keep him under control until the Mystery Room closes tonight, and not scare anyone else, especially Lucy, or start anymore rumors about me that circulate the Yard.
"What a ludicrous suggestion! Why on earth would she do such a thing?" Because of you, you blithering idiot.
I wince at his voice and out of the corner of my eye, I see a strand of hair darkening. I push my hair away from my face and firmly continue my reasoning.
"Because Ms. Blaise planned all of this right from the start. She was responsible for switching the guns."
"She knew she were gonna be shot dead that day! So she had no use for the remote control," Lucy exclaims, proving she has solved the case full circle, I had my doubts earlier but she's clearly solved the planned homicide with me, despite his appearance.
"That's...just...I, I don't understand. Why would Gloria orchestrate her own murder for goodness' sake," Strapping babbles on, utterly confused.
"Yes what was going on in Ms. Blaise's mind to make her take such extreme measures," I ask rhetorically,"The answer is seen in a message which you have already seen with your own eyes." The answer hidden in show business and all the petty drama that comes with it. Especially the drama that arises from unprofessional relationships between the professional cast.
I struggle to hold him and his heated responses to relationships back as Lucy helps further explain the case, saving me the trouble. "You'll pay for betraying me. That's what Ms. Blaise meant. And she meant the message for you," she exclaims.
"Is it starting to make sense now," I ask him as I watch the actor who is on the verge of cracking, little does he and Lucy know, so am I.
"Not...the affair? But...she wouldn't have killed herself...like this...because of a silly affair? You'd have to be out of your mind..." Pathetic, the man acts as if an affair is something to be taken lightly and as if it is no big deal. Foul play is a crime of debauchery and treachery and it is never a simple case to solve. Hatred and tension builds and often a party of left heartbroken and a broken heart can be as dangerous as a corrupted mind, an injury of the heart can become an injury of the mind and incite madness in one's self and reap bloodshed for another. Affairs are the cause of many "crimes of passion", the fool, underestimating what a crestfallen, brokenhearted woman can do.
"I think it is safe to say Ms. Blaise was not of sound mind. Driven to madness, as she was Mr. Strapping, by you," I tell Strapping, however as I hear the words I speak I feel a hint of his passion woven into them. It is something he would say and I see my hair, a mixture between its purplish and crimson hues, proving there was some of him in there. There is no escaping him, there is no escaping the man who claims to be Alfendi Layton, the man who claims I am Hyde and he is Jekyll, the man who tells me I am the fake and he is genuine, the man who will never cease to torment me.
