When Brigid first found out about Frank's death, she thought it was a JOKE. Raids had become commonplace, and she knew Fontaine had enough back doors and escape plans that the idea of Ryan having backed him into a corner was... unimaginable. But it was TRUE. Frank Fontaine was dead; it was printed in every newspaper, screamed over every public service announcement. For the sake of her JOB, Brigid put on a good face. [1/2]
[2/2] She had begged to perform the autopsy, or at least be present, but had been refused. Some nonsense excuse about a CONFLICT OF INTEREST. In the following weeks, her work became sloppy. Her lack of sleep more evident. The Sisters began to worry, and asked their mother constantly what was WRONG. Brigid mourned Frank— which only made his eventual RETURN all the more hurtful.