Along Came a Spider

I never miss a good chance to shut up

What do you talk about to a murderer, and someone you loved, over a perfect dinner and cocktails? I wanted to know so many things, but I couldn't ask any of the real-questions pounding in my head. Instead, we talked of the coming vacation days, a "plan" for the here and now in the islands.

It’s all right to put the weight of the world on your shoulders sometimes, if you know how to take it off.

I was thirty-eight at the time. As the saying goes, if I’d known I was going to live that long, I would have taken better care of myself.

It’s a common enough psych term,” I told him. “All of us shrinks talk about VFC when we get together. Very fucking crazy, Gerry.

Little books can mean big things, baby books are things that you probably might not know.

The doors of every house have a unique sound when they open and close.

I knew that she was a psychopath, just like Gary. No conscience. I believed that business, the government, Wall Street were filled with people like that. No regret for their actions. Not unless they got caught. Then the crocodile tears started. “What

equal dose of potassium chloride was administered. This drug relaxes the heart and stops its pumping.

No one had figured out any of the other murders he’d done, had they? They got John Wayne Gacy, Jr., after over thirty murders in Chitown. Jeffrey Dahmer went down after seventeen in Milwaukee. Gary had murdered more than both of them put together. But no one knew who he was, or where he was, or what he planned to do next.

They come in all shapes and sizes, all races and creeds and genders. That's the scariest thing of all

—¿No lo entiendes, Alex? No, creo que no lo entiendes. —¿Qué es lo que no entiendo, Jezzie? Dímelo de una vez. —Siempre estás buscando la parte buena de la gente. Pero no existe.

All of us shrinks talk about VFC when we get together. Very fucking crazy, Gerry.

—Madre, hija, niño de tres años —insistí, empezando otra vez a enfadarme—. A nadie les importan una mierda. —¿Y qué? Nadie se preocupaba por ellos cuando estaban vivos. ¿Por qué esperas que se preocupen ahora que han muerto?

También nos decimos adiós, sólo por si no volvemos a vernos nunca.

with all these serial killer Waynes, anyway? Wayne Williams. John Wayne Gacy, Jr. Patrick Wayne Hearney, who dismembered thirty-two human beings on the West Coast.