[shaky and rushed handwriting, pen pushed hard into paper]

[ham_fisted]

Ms. von Karma,

[There are several false starts and scribbles.]

Are you alright, sir!?

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[ham_fisted]

Hey, now that you How did you know, sir!?

Well, after I read the note, I headed back out, so no. He didn't pass me in the hall, though.

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

I'm a von Karma.

Then the evidence points to his release, does it?

[ham_fisted]

Seems that way...

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

I see. Consider the investigation closed then.

[ham_fisted]

[Nervous pen taps.]

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

Is there something else you wish to say, Detective?

[ham_fisted]

? Nothing, sir. Really!

[More pen taps.]

Well, except to say I'm sorry.

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

[Oh God, if only he knew how much that affected her. Her handwriting doesn't change at all, but if he could see her face.]

Your apologies are unnecessary.

[ham_fisted]

[As far as Gumshoe's concerned, there's never been a better time to change the subject.]

Um, sir? You never told me why you didn't show...

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

[WORST SUBJECT CHANGE EVER.]

And did you not think there was a reason for that?

[ham_fisted]

But that's why I'm

[Pen streak, followed by hugest inkblot ever.]

Oh.

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

Dare do that again, Detective, and you'll be lucky to be able to dream of a paycheck.

[ham_fisted]

[Do what again? He was just...

*sigh*]

Yes, sir.

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

Don't waste my time asking foolish questions. Have you been continuing the interviews?

[ham_fisted]

I've finished collecting information from one two people. I'm halfway there with my roommate.

[iwhipthefool.livejournal.com]

Turn your findings into me when you are finished.