It occurs to him then that he shouldn't have shown her the ID. Even if she doesn't recognize Chilmark, she has the state he's from, and she can look up the rest. He probably shouldn't have told her his real name at all - I'm Tony Blake.
(Why does it matter? It probably doesn't, really. She obviously doesn't recognize his name or face from the newspapers, and it's not like she has any connection to local child murderers; she won't pass his name off to the guy's brother to finish the job. But a momentary paranoia grips him, and he wonders just how bad an idea it was to come back to a place he nearly lost his life.)
He's quiet just a moment too long, and he knows it. A lie doesn't come to him half as quickly as the truth, so he doesn't bother with a cover story. "Last time I came here, I learned...way more than I expected. I thought they might be able to help me again."
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(Why does it matter? It probably doesn't, really. She obviously doesn't recognize his name or face from the newspapers, and it's not like she has any connection to local child murderers; she won't pass his name off to the guy's brother to finish the job. But a momentary paranoia grips him, and he wonders just how bad an idea it was to come back to a place he nearly lost his life.)
He's quiet just a moment too long, and he knows it. A lie doesn't come to him half as quickly as the truth, so he doesn't bother with a cover story. "Last time I came here, I learned...way more than I expected. I thought they might be able to help me again."