[ His own experiences were never quite as cut and dry. The serial killer he hunted on the grounds of skinning people, had turned out to be a normal man changed by a physical disease and the reality of knowing he was dying. His 'victims' had rap sheets full of their own horrors against innocents.
How do you judge what was justice in that instance? ]
I wasn't clear. I meant what do you do to comfort yourself? What do you do to replenish your own internal stores of calm?
[ He'd read her latter question. He just had that subject shelved. ]
no subject
How do you judge what was justice in that instance? ]
I wasn't clear. I meant what do you do to comfort yourself? What do you do to replenish your own internal stores of calm?
[ He'd read her latter question. He just had that subject shelved. ]