“Remember, that’s the reason I moved out of the house back then.”He looked at DeAngelis and nodded.DeAngelis sat upright, so John and I did, too... and he said, “Detective, would it make any difference if we offered proof that the deceased was clinically insane, and had threatened our client before?”That made Carstans sit upright. “Really? Why didn’t you ever tell us this before?”“Hey, until today, Hamilton wasn’t even on the radar screen. I had no idea he was involved. I don’t even know how he. Why do you ask?" Roquan didn't initially strike me as someone who was... well, as someone who understood how things worked," Trennan said with a knowing smirk. "I must say, I may change my opinion of him yet."Doran was perplexed. "Er... you may?" The man knows how to deal. It is little wonder he does well with his clients despite his Clan's youth." Trennan smiled and clapped Doran on the arm. "See you at the Conclave later. I may actually start attending the debates now. Perhaps what Roquan has. She loves me and there was never any question about that. She was patient. She watched out for me and helped me with life’s little problems when she could. I suppose it was inevitable that there would be friction between us from time to time. No one likes being bossed around. But I doubt if we fought as much as siblings who are closer in age. There was always a lot of love between us.We weren’t exactly peers. There were a lot of things we never got to do together because of our age difference.. Either he managed to escape or he struck some sort of deal with the Counter spook service. While I had my money on the second possibility, either way, wasn’t good enough for me. That sun-baked goon would not have the last laugh.Now, my friend here is your next lesson. This time the prey is much more cunning and just might even have government help. I needed to find out if he did accept a deal.That chrome skinned Intel officer was way to fast on the scene for being there by accident.I went.