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"Gone fishing."

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[hackitude]

[She shakes her head.]

No code name that I've heard of.

You know, it would make sense, actually. Your partner theory, that is.

Schrader showed me this notebook he found in one of his investigations back home. Belonged to a guy they found murdered. A guy named Gale Boetticher. It had all sorts of stuff in it-- poetry. Vegan recipes. And notes on how to cook the blue crystal. But the stuff kept circulating long after he died, so he couldn't have been Heisenberg. Maybe... he was the first assistant. But he was replaced.

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[Vegan recipes.]

Did Agent Schrader say they'd ruled it out that he was Heisenberg? Interesting find but ultimately a dead end?

[If whatever government had come to that conclusion already, that was easier to swim along with. Of course, it's totally possible that the government was involved in some way and this is going to never go anywhere other than confusing circles, but. Gotta take a chance sometimes.]

Sounds like a missed frame job.

[Sounds like somebody has a Goddamn ego the size of Mars tbh.]

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I don't remember his exact words now. I'll need to go over the recording again. But it seemed like that at the time.

You think someone was trying to frame this Gale guy for being Heisenberg?

That doesn't make any sense, though. If that's true, why continue production afterwards? Surely the idea behind that would be to successfully frame him and then get the hell out of dodge.

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I'm just shooting in the dark here, Skye. It rings as a possibility, but we're somewhat forced to take Agent Schrader's word on what their world made of it when it happened. You could shoot me that recording, if you want.

[Possibility, potential projection, same thing. Same thing!]

Do you want whoever's running this ring to know they're being investigated?

[She's named more than he would have let in on it without any of them, from what he knows, being in an actual group. If it's imPort related, then there's one source of shady back alley news that should get a sniff of this. Even if it's just a short mention, and Will has a direct line to God on that one.

He's not going to say that much without prompting, of course, and it's not a serial killer...yet.]

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Hang on. Coming your way.

[A couple minutes later, an attachment pops up on Will's comm. It's a digitized sound recording of this whole encounter with Hank.]

And I'd like to avoid that, if possible. Though, if they were alerted, how they react might be telling, one way or another.

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[Homework!!! Awesome. April probably won't think so, but too bad.]

Thank you. I'm going to hole myself up with this for the evening and see what there is to make of it. [That he's holing up with some booze as well goes unsaid.] I'll get back to you about it once I do. And just as a suggestion, if you're at the end of your rope? Take a break. Find something relaxing and spend time with it. Don't want to burn out.

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... I don't know what else to do, Will.

[There it is again. Will, not Mr. G. She really is stressed.]

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Take the dog for a walk.
Give the dog a bath.
Go on a walk on your own.
Take whatever bath you prefer.
Have a night with your favorite comfort food.
Find a local theater and see a show.
I personally drink whiskey and make flies.
I'm sure you'll find something.
If you can keep your hands busy, I've always found it helps with keeping the mind a little clearer.
If you can't turn the focus off, try diverting it to something else.

[hackitude]

... Yeah, you're right. ... Thanks.

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Anytime.