Charlie's eyes swept up to meet Luther's. "Yeah... dead certain" he replied sincerely. Firmly. "Mr Keating inspired Neil, he inspired all of us. There's no way it was Mr Keating's fault... Neil's Father was always the problem, telling him how to live his life" he said, shaking his head. "Neil shot himself, sir" he added. "After his Father caught him performing in a play he wasn't supposed to be in... Orders from his Dad" he added.
It had been a hell of a night. Harsh. More so the next day.