You have no idea what it feels like, to hold another person's life in your hands.
Do you think that'll give you another piece of the puzzle you need to catch me?
Not really. I'm just curious.
Like your sister? Did she take chances?
Lee leaned back in his chair. This man was trying to get him-but had told him nothing important, except that he had done his research about Lee's family. He counted to ten and typed. Why do you do it?
Easier. Much easier. The first time was the hardest.
No. I just think of where they're going. I'm sending them to God-away from this world of sin and on to God. It is a great privilege, really.
I am a Servant of God. He tells me who to kill.
Lee wondered if this was just a put-on. Was he saying this to set up an insanity defense later? I hear voices from God ordering me to kill, Your Honor. David Berkowitz-a.k.a. Son of Sam-had tried it, claiming his evil impulses were the result of urgings from the neighbor's rottweiler, but the jury hadn't bought it. Later he confessed the dog voice thing had occurred to him after his second killing. Berkowitz was highly intelligent, and so was this man.
Lee decided to go fishing, to play along. Maybe he'd find out something. How did you know about my sister?