L stared at him, altogether immovable, eyes black and fathomless. “I am sorry,” he said, and the detective’s face swam in and out of focus. “It was necessary.”
“Poison?” Light’s hand clenched; he felt like he was choking on his own tongue. “Necessary?”
“Watari will inform your father of everything.” L glanced at his watched. “Actually,
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