Jul. 12th, 2023

We planned together, starting with an argument, of course.

"It will be safer if I go," insisted Watson. She was right. The greatest risk of this operation was head injury caused by the jump. If the jumper were knocked out, it would would be deadly even with Alfredo's buddy hiding in his boat beneath the bridge. A more mild injury would have more long term consequences for me than her, and we both knew it.

"That's not the point, Watson. You can take on many roles, but you cannot make yourself look like McNally, even from a distance. The bulletproof vest and wetsuit under my clothes will bulk me up just enough to be convincing as Reichenbach approaches. This is the only way to draw him in."

Watson looked at me hard. "Promise me you'll be careful. I want this death to be a fake one."

I promised caution, which is how I ended up meeting Reichenbach on the bridge. We had our confrontation, my bags of blood burst at his shot, and I slipped down into the East River with a splash. I am well, and will remain so.

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