Update . . .32. Or something around there.
I broke Francis's fingers today.
I told him before to not touch Mattie, but the stupid Frenchie don' listen to anyone but hisself.
He came up behind him and started feelin' Mattie up-like he always does.
Now it won' happen. No one'll not listen to what I say goes.
I had Mattie move in wi' me. He's been shakin' all week-I think he's comin' down with somethin'.
He keeps tellin' me that Tony's been gone for weeks. I keep seein' the fucker around the house. Why won' Mattie believe me?
If I catch that li'l gray asshole, I'mma beat his ass back to-
CRASH!
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. . . Oh, sh-
MATTIE! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU BREAK?
I-I'm sorry, Al-
WHAT THE HELL DID Y-
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-The video was suddenly disconnected.-
-He probably knocked his desk over when he got up. I forwarded the Secret Service files on the incident to your email. I also included the file from the emergency center where Matthew was treated. Alfred really let go, didn't he?-
-I suppose it's a good thing the emergency room surgeon was more preoccupied with Matthew's broken throat and shattered skull. Otherwise, there might have been more questions about the bite on his chest.-
-Shall I call up the next video file?-
[ Yes ] [ No ]
. . . Click.