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Oswald dragged his own chair across the bloodstained concrete and sat down in front of his Chief of Staff. He was close enough that Edward caught a whiff of the distinctive bouquet of sweat and gunpowder. Buried beneath was the lingering smell of cypress and lemongrass and Ed wondered if, during those lonely nights when Ed was plotting his destruction, Oswald snuck into Edward’s bedroom and stole his cologne. Ed had the impulse to kick him, but he soon realized both his legs were bound to the chair in tight, winding knots.
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- Part 46 of Nygmobblepot