You'd think, having been the one to raise the topic, that she'd be better steeled to talk about it. But she isn't. Though the truth is it's not the words that give her a chill-- it's the look in his eyes. He isn't bragging, though you might imagine someone who-- allegedly-- stopped a serial killer would. It's more an echo of--

Of some desperation, the way he must have felt to go off and do that.

She lifts her chin, trying not to seem too shaken.

"I don't know," she admits, softly. "I can't imagine what I could do that the police couldn't."