"I know who you are." His tone was quiet as his gaze lowered to his gun, far too gentle for a man. Lifting his head, Frank regarded her again with a tilt of his head. "I've seen...what you do, what you did. I know...about it. All of it."
He paused, sighing as he tucked his weapon into the small of his back. "It wasn't your killer...it was someone else." he explained, every gesture and word he spoke indicative of a far more open personality than that of a man. "Someone who did this to me...but I appreciate everything you've done. You should know that. But the man who...hurt me...he's got to pay. So don't try and stop me."
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Date: 2008-01-27 12:20 am (UTC)He paused, sighing as he tucked his weapon into the small of his back. "It wasn't your killer...it was someone else." he explained, every gesture and word he spoke indicative of a far more open personality than that of a man. "Someone who did this to me...but I appreciate everything you've done. You should know that. But the man who...hurt me...he's got to pay. So don't try and stop me."