there […] will lie for all time the most dangerous criminal and the foremost champion of the law of their generation.
There are two types of fans:
a) catch me before I kill again
b) my bedroom is just a taxi ride away
3 years later…
“Did you think I was anything other than destroyed already? Did you think I had any will or desire left for indiscretions, when I thought you were dead? Did you think that I cared for my reputation, when one word - one note, one token, could have let me know, oh God, that you were still alive? How could you, how could you, when you knew - that I loved you?”
— Rohase Piercy, My dearest Holmes
Lyrics are from Snow patrol - Run