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[Surrounded by magical Wills.]

You weren't alone in that hope. How am I supposed to track down whoever did this to her when I'm just some schmuck who owns a bait shop, Frederick?

[How is he supposed to track the next one that comes after Baltimore if he doesn't step up now?]

So you want a career change? You need my permission for a career change.

Not exactly. I've already started the process. I need to know whether or not I can rely on you [to rubber stamp me] if I ever have to have a psych eval.

I'll keep my word, Will. We both know I'm not in a position to go back on that.

[You can break your word to me, Frederick, I'm not him he thinks. Wants to type. Fingers just won't do it.]

Thank you. How are you doing now that it's just the three of us?

It really is too surreal. I didn't have time to confirm her identity before the body disappeared, but it really could not be anyone else. And given that she isn't present in this dimension any longer.

Who was the third contacted? Surely not Abigail?

Abigail, yes. [The lab tech just thought he had a bad day. Then he upset Abigail twice. Not paid enough at all.] Do you think one of us should go to her house and get her things before anyone tries to abscond with them?

[By which he's really asking "you want anything of hers?"]

You're really committed to this, aren't you? Packing up all that's yours, asserting a new career.

What am I to do?

[All alone in Heropa.]

[Not throw Abigail Hobbs under the bus, if only he knew.]

You're reading too much into it. April says you can come over as long as you bring wine.

[And then he thinks wow, but he never really announced that, did he? Or told Frederick Chilton directly. About everything that last sentence could possibly mean. His hospital conversation with Gideon in regards to clearer communication among the Baltimore crew stings like hell right now.]

She and I have our own place in Heropa now. There's plenty of space and a guest room. No housemates to contend with.

We could pick people off the Network and come up with profiles.

[Would that make him feel better, educated gossip? It's not as sure a hit as God or eating the rude with Hannibal Lecter, but. Might as well take a shot.]

[This was a lot of information to suddenly flood -- Chilton was hardly up to speed on the intricacies of Will's romance, much to the psychiatrist's dismay. But that tidbit, along with the invitation, along with the implication of said invitation...]

I am no stray.

[It was a point of pride. Even if he was felt alone during these prior haunted days.]

Or would that be more for your benefit, than mine?

[The last thing he needs is to start drawing up comparisons between Alana Bloom and Frederick Chilton, but that makes it difficult.

The last thing he needs is to share the comparison, then. Or say the stray analogy is bad, he knows Frederick can take a shower all by himself, Will sat around and listened as he made sure all the hot water in a ten mile radius disappeared for a solid week.]

I have to study the differences between law here and back home, and I have testing to take. You've been around longer than I have and been involved in ways I made concerted efforts to avoid. This has the potential to be extremely beneficial for me. [And this is one house where dietary restrictions are definitely respected. Need a snack with no animal proteins? Want milk without dairy? Not a burden. It's normal.] Provided you're willing to pass along what you know, of course.

You're asking me for help.

[Had this been a face to face exchange, Chilton would have piqued the me with tongued skepticism. But it played right with Chilton, it played just as Will anticipated that it would; Chilton couldn't help bu preen behind the glowing screen on his device.]

A few days. I don't have any sessions this upcoming weekend. Would that suffice? Or are you yearning to start her investigation sooner?

[He almost didn't want too. It was almost gruesome, to think about how Freddie was mangled as the life drained from her.]

[Score team Graham. He can bring up Kanaya later on, this is going too well for him to risk seeming like he's been biding his time to upset the apple cart, that he's been luring him into a false sense of security.]

This weekend is good. [He includes the address, and then:] I'd suggest very casual wear.

[Because no matter how much vacuuming and dusting and whatnot goes on, the raccoons run this house. There will be fur. Someone please help Frederick Chilton's pants.]

All right.

[Access to that address is particularly pleasing. Chilton'll save it in a few places.]

Do we have a shortlist of suspects? Or a long list, in Freddie's case.

It gets trimmed every hour or so. [The past few days have seen the coffee maker being used much more than usual, go figure.] I had thought it best not to make any announcements about this considering how long the list was at first. Did anyone come to mind as soon as you heard the news?

Those who have shown public and aggressive disdain towards Freddie are the self-proclaimed heroic types. Billy Kaplan and his acquaintances.

Your patient? The Billy Kaplan who contacted me, concerned, when you told him I mentioned giving you sodium amytal. [Were they pretending it never happened? Whoopsie daisy, but Will is not about to play Battle Royale with former/current patients, once is more than enough.] Why him and his out of everyone?

Excuse me?

He came to you because of that? Why? Because of [my situation with a temporary if literal and delusional god complex] extraneous events?

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[After a few minutes' delay, Will sends the conversation with Billy and nothing else. He's typed it up exactly as it happened, not a period or comma lost in translation, using K and G to represent Billy and himself instead of full names or initials.]

That's all of it.

[It was highly embarrassing. Chilton took a few minutes to soak in the conversation, the potential implications -- and then a few more minutes with his hand over the bridge of his nose.]

It was highly inappropriate of him to contact you.

[Not to say that he wasn't grateful; Will's intention was not forgotten.]

[Something about how it was an abnormal situation and an abnormal reaction to an abnormal situation is normal buzzes at the back of his mind, that Billy might not have been "inappropriate" if not for what was going on, but like hell if he'll put it out there. That little nugget of "wisdom" come straight from Hannibal Lecter, who he doesn't quite enjoy thinking about in the first place, and Chilton has had enough exposure to Hannibal Lecter that Will risks him picking up on just where he got it from. Better to push it all aside, just like he would have done with certain memories if Freddie and Will had gotten back to Heropa on time and that serum actually got used.]

I'll tell him that if he ever asks me about you again. [Right from the horse's mouth, badum tish.] You still want to point in his direction?

Good.

[What more could be said? Chilton brusquely wanted to avoid any reference that alluded to his loss of control, to his more vulnerable moments. He wanted that buried -- this "inappropriate" action (debatable as it was) included.

Maybe another time, he would bring up this chemical solution of Will's. Maybe when he needed guilt fuel.]

I would be surprised if Billy and company were homicidal, but they're the ones I know to have exhibited conscious scorn. That Edgeworth fellow among them.

What about her gentleman caller?

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