"I was the Riddler. And he-- His name doesn't matter. Anyway, he knew who I was. I believe he liked it. Thrilled him." Edward pondered it for a moment, then shook his head and pushed the thought aside. Some memories were better off compartmentalised. "I got rid of him. Had to."

He inspected his nails. Ugh, chipped nail polish. He hated that. "I set something up, he has been relocated. Witness protection program, not related to me officially. I don't know where he is. That felt like the best way to cut ties. I believe these days, I'd not care if I ran into him."

Considering it for a moment, he laughed. "Who knows? It will remain a hypothesis." Healthier for them both.