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I think my neighbor moved out. That's Petrelli- for any of you who don't know.

He's gone. So don't try looking for him, Sylar.

I thought so.

Don't look so glad about it, either.

And don't look so sad, Peter. People have come back.

I'm not too worried about that one.

They go back to take care of unfinished business. Which, for your brother, would involve getting shot, wouldn't it?

Shut up, Sylar.

Guess he's not coming back.

Don't think this lets you off the hook, Sylar.

For which crime?

Tough choice but I'm going to go with all of it.

I'm sure the government that releases violent prisoners back into the general population will gladly let you arrest me for imaginary wrongdoings.

Oh please. You know just as well as I do that none of that was imaginary. Once a criminal, always a criminal.

To them it is.

And you believe in that?

I haven't forgotten. What are you going to do without Petrelli?

Work. Just like I did before.