Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent How horrifying, he thought, eyes scanning the article splashed across the front page of his newspaper. French Prime Minister murdered, here. As upset and shocked about it as he was, Donovan couldn't be completely surprised after the events he had witnessed earlier at the IWC. He just couldn't believe that the madwoman hadn't been caught after making such death threats... and before actually harming someone.
He looked up as someone else walked into the room. Donovan instantly recognized him as the man who had been waiting outside Mr. Wright's office. "Hello," he said as he got up from the table, folding up his newspaper. He had no time to chat as he had to get back to work, instead carrying the paper over to who he assumed to be his fellow Unspeakable. "I'm finished with this if you'd like to read it," Donovan told the man as he held out the newspaper to him. "It's just terrible about the French Prime Minister," he added, referring to the front page headline. "Good day," he said as he walked out the door of the break room, headed back towards the Locked Room. He wondered if his employess would be waiting for him.
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