Aiming for a Confession
"Especially with Collins on the tail?" he asked. "You've been stressed about him for a while now. What about all of this bothers you?" he asked.
"I feel like he is up to something. Something bad. And it has to do with you." I stared ahead. "He is playing a game with us. He is calling up families who are involved with the mysterious man… the one going around the city inspiring people to give in to their instinct to kill."
"And what better way to do it than to inspire them and then take their money to defend them in court?" Sebastian asked.
"It just doesn't fit. The pompous nature and superiority complex does, but our previous descriptions and criminal profile don't match." It was frustrating.
"Sometimes, profiles don't match," he told me. "But I am of the same opinion. So far, he doesn't look like the person we are looking for, but we can't have our guard down. Not yet."
"You need to tell me why. Don't leave me hanging," I said quietly.