That made two of them. Collins hated this place, too. And for essentially the same reason. The dead should stay dead. Memento mori. He would have preferred death to this place.
"Then you better start sleuthing, boyo, if ya really want ta figure out what happened."
In other words, he wasn't talking. A small, crooked smile rested on his face as he continued to examine his things with his back turned to the warden. He'd rather handle it himself.
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"Then you better start sleuthing, boyo, if ya really want ta figure out what happened."
In other words, he wasn't talking. A small, crooked smile rested on his face as he continued to examine his things with his back turned to the warden. He'd rather handle it himself.
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What he finally says is, "If you die again, I'll know it was you. And if someone else dies, I'm going to have to make sure it wasn't you."