Regardless of what or who he is, he’ll do well to stay in my good graces. I’ll tell you exactly what’s happening here, Ed. Buckle in.
You might recall that poor Kate’s hospital notes were the subject of an attempted royal data breach back in January. Allegedly, unsavoury staff at The London Clinic published her medical records on the dark web. LCS, a retired, redundant, and homesick expat, peruses these sordid sites on a daily basis. He then relays the shit to all seven of us, as if he’s on the cusp of securing a groundbreaking exclusive.
The man is undeniably a tool. If, god forbid, it transpires the princess is no longer with us, or her entire being is made up of semen from a thousand black sailors cocks, not a single sensible soul would care in the slightest.