This is what you wanted, no?
Next thing you know, Edvard's in a room with his ankle shackled. Who's the other guy drowning?
You still think it's a he? I'm just not so sure about that. My book will have plenty in it to be paranoid about. This cunt you keep playing games with, will not be one of them. :)
How did you know about Eddie's ankle?
No, not really. A straight explanation would do just fine. It could even be in private, if you don't want so many witnesses.
I thought you liked challenges?
What a shame. :/
Maybe coincidence?
Why does everything have to be a game with you? And I don't understand this challenge. How do I open you up? What am I supposed to find?
What do you have to work with?