[Duster was among the last to accept this theory. As he investigated the secret rooms, wearing Harvey's fedora the entire time, his heart sank as the damning evidence continued to pile up. It couldn't be him, not because it didn't make any sense, but Harvey orchestrating the game meant that his fatherly facade was all a way to get Duster to trust him.

And here he is, proof that Duster was lied to again. He tosses the hat on the podium. He held onto it ever since they found his body - though the question whether it really was him comes up - in hopes that he could remember the father figure he never knew he wanted. ]

Why did you do all this? [He grips onto the sides of the podium, glaring at Harvey. He avoids looking into his eyes.] Cooking for us, teaching me about music, making us trust you...you were trying to throw suspicion off you!

[He bites his lip to stop himself from crying.]

And I fell for it. I thought you'd never hurt us. Why.