"That's unfortunate to think, Sandy," Phil remarked as he tried to make due with everything they had before his hands couldn't finish the job. He was shaken but his sarcasm was still present. "I've never let anyone die on my watch...all I did was dispose of their bodies, clean up the scene, put the little birthday hats on the table, and write lies down so when the inevitable missing person report file was submitted, my employers were free of responsibility."

The Capitol knew that, might as well have someone he trusted know about it too. It was a twisted routine he was forced into for a long time.