"There was no other way but to bait this trap emotionally."
"So cold and cruel--"
I nodded. "So were the pioneers who saved one last bullet for their
wives."
How could I tell this hurt girl that I had looked time and again into
the minds of killers and found them far worse than the deeds they
committed? When the official record states that upon such and such a
date, so and so was punished for his crime, how is he punished for the
harm he did to those who placed their trust in him? I hate them because
they force me to reveal them for what they are, making me an agent of
their betrayal.