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Some days, Officer James Warren hated his job.
He had gotten the call early that morning that the body of a teenager had been found. Upon arriving at the scene he was told it was a suicide. A truly horrific suicide. A young man, 16, student at St. Richards high school, name: Nicholas A. Gautier had all but sliced his arms in half then set himself on fire. The boy had placed his wallet identifying him and a suicide note about ten feet away from himself where they wouldn't be destroyed.
The note was short and to the point. The boys only parent, his mother, had been tragically killed not even a month ago. He was bullied and worn out. He didn't feel strong enough to continue on and, odd as it was, he described himself as "a monster of pure evil, just like my father".
A quick background search confirmed no living relatives except for a godmother who lived in the slums. As much as Warren wished he could have helped the kid, at this point all there was left to do was notify her and the kids school.
Yeah, some days the Officer really hated his job.