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Inside, Edgar confessed. His life had unraveled after losing the job. Resentment festered, twisting into obsession. He admitted to everything: the umbrellas, the staged thefts, the bizarre setups with chairs, even altering keycard entries. His voice shook with bitterness. “I just wanted someone to feel what I felt,” he muttered. Frank stood quietly, listening to the confession unfold. Each word painted the picture of a man consumed by spite.
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