Page 147 of Chameleon Killer

“When?”

My question.

“Goddammit.”

The cursor blinked. I could practically feel him waiting.

“What do you want to know?”

If you discover that someone killed Mr. Reardon after he survived the attack, what will you do?

The question settled differently than all the others. Not who. What.

I looked at the blank notebook in front of me.

“Report it.”

Even if the person responsible believed killing him served a greater purpose?

“Yes.”

Even if exposing that person damages the investigation into me?

I hesitated. “Those are separate crimes.”

Are they?

“They have separate perpetrators.”

Do you know that?

“No.”

Separate motives?

“I don’t know.”

Separate consequences?

I exhaled. “No crime exists in a vacuum.”

Precisely.

“But that doesn't absolve anyone.”

I did not suggest it did.

“Then my answer stands. If someone murdered Guy after the attack, I expose them.”

Regardless of who?

“Yes.”

Regardless of motive?

“Yes.”

Regardless of consequence?