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>Excuse me
>66, 115, 97 vs. DC 68 - Success
>Spendy
No chance you're leaving, not when Ellery's involved. Damnit! Of course he has to mess everything up, just like usual. You bet he wrote something stupid on the stupid note, and he probably spelled it wrong— but you won't know until for sure you get to look, and you won't get to look until Casey lets you.
Which he will. Positive thinking. You have to do it right, though, because pushing too hard might blow your cover. You're not exactly sure how aggressive Everard is, but from what you remember he seems kind of prissy. Which... is a point against him wanting to see a bloodstained note, but it's fine. It's fine! You'll make him talk, so you don't look suspicious— but he won't get a choice in what he's saying, if you wrangle it correctly.
When you wrangle it correctly, you mean. It's not that hard. Why did Richard get so upset about this possession stuff being hard? You've practiced with Claudia and everything: all you have to do is shrug Everard on, like a thick overcoat, and let him have your mouth. His mouth? Whatever. You're going ahead with it.
>[-1 ID: 5/14]
It's bad weather for overcoats. Oof. You're stifling inside here, and Everard is irritated, disgusted (the dust! the blood!), and distracted by your incessant leg-bouncing. The dead body is also a major concern, chiefly because it speaks to a total failure by the security team. You don't have to do much coaxing to get him to speak up. "I'm sorry, Mr. Kemper, but this is unacceptable. What's happened here?"
Casey acquires a tight grin. "If it was something relevant to the tour, I would—"
"Mr. Kemper, this is a dead body. Are dead bodies common here at Headspace?"
Casey looks at Jerry. "Well..."
"You wouldn't want to be <span class="mu-i">concealing</span> any negatives to your operations here, would you? I am bound to give a complete and honest report to my employer. Her agreement to your terms is not a given. I will gladly inform her that you attempted to conceal a murder, if that's the route you intend to go down."
Wow! Everard has more guts then you expected. You guess he got hired (sworn in?) for a good reason. Casey's grin calcifies. "Mr. Kurz, I don't think you understand—"
"I don't think you understand. Why don't you tell me who did this, since you seem to recognize it so strongly? Or am I mistaken, and you have zero intel on who was—"
"We have intel, Mr. Kurz."
"And?"
In response, Casey bends down and rips the note off the bolt. He grips it in two fingers. "...Former employee. He had a <span class="mu-i">disagreement</span> with some business decisions. We took measures to prevent him from leaking anything, and he's been taking out his petty frustrations for— how long, Jerry? A few years?"
"Petty frustrations like murder, Mr. Kemper?"
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