Email to Amanda

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To: [sefton, amanda]
From: [ramsey, doug]
Subject: Piss off

When approximately the entire office minus Emma looks at you like something they want to scrape off their shoe on a daily basis, and your girlfriend gives you what is essentially the silent treatment on steroids to the point where she hasn't even slept in your shared apartment for over a month, THEN you can goddamn tell me how to react. Until then, or until Pete decides to question my judgment enough to fire me, I will keep doing my job, and that will have to be good enough for you.

In summation, fuck you, you don't get to tell me how I get to react to things.

-Doug

PS - you're welcome for the card.

Email to Angelo

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To: [espinosa, angelo]
From: [ramsey, doug]
Subject: Piling on

Taking this to email because I'm trying to do this privately like Remy said.

Look, I get that it's personal where Belladonna is concerned. Not trying to say you can't have anger where she's concerned.

BUT.

You don't get to pass judgment on decisions I had to make, when you weren't there and aren't part of something where you're asked to find the best option of equally shitty situations every day as part of your job. And especially not just based on Amanda's side of the story. It was a shitty situation, I had to make a snap judgment call based on imperfect information, and I did the best I could. I made the decision that put Selene in the ground with no collateral casualties. And a previously at-large threat is where I know where she is now. If that seems like cold calculus to you, so be it. That's my job, and I do it the best I can.

-D

SMS to Amara

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Pick you up in an hour.

Email to Amanda

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What's going on?


A.