Lyle had spent much time preparing everything, and it was ready. He was pleased with his work. Soon, he would eliminate the chaos which reigned over Gotham.
The doctors could scarcely believe what they found. Lyle Bolton had done such a good job of keeping the inmates quiet, and had been such a good worker. They went through all the records Lyle kept, and couldn't believe what they saw. It wasn't too difficult, after all, everything was neat and organized.
There were records of who spent how much time in solitary, and how much it would appear that they did. It was no wonder the inmates seemed to have lost a sense of time! They could be in solitary for weeks, thinking perhaps it was only a day. Or a day, thinking it could have been weeks.
They also saw that it had been due to carbon monoxide poisoning that the inmates had appeared to catch the flu. They could scarcely believe it. And all this had escaped them.
But then, Bolton did such a good job, that the doctors had known certain leisures which they had never known before he came, and he had always insisted that no one appreciated just how hard the doctors worked, and what they did for the city, and were not appreciated as they should be, except by himself.
There were hardly anything like fights, and only one escape. Of course, now they saw that it was due to the terror he inspired in the inmates, and the security cameras and microphones he had installed.
They would probably have found out everything by now, Lyle was sure. How he had kept the inmates under control. But that would be to deal with later. Right now, he must go to the source, and once he did, then he would see to the symptoms, as he now thought of them.
He rechecked that everything was prepared. It was.
