[The tone of voice reaches through the network and works over Beckett's spine like a letter opener. He's going to have to kill her, isn't he? He'll regret it later, of course, but perhaps the satisfaction would last a while...]

You tell yourself that, child, you tell yourself your love is enough to always hold back the beast, that if you just love someone enough you can change the monster they are. But I'll also remember how much easier and clearer everything is without those feelings. Don't think I won't.