He moved in for the kill. Yes hesaid, not too long ago. He broke down again, shaking with laughter. I waited until his attention clicked back into the room, and handed him the sheets of paper. But I was obviously the only one who would look at it that way. And if the thought tortures you a bit, I intend to go on killing and killing and killing and you will never be able to stop me. I hope youll be pleased to know that you are carrying a very compact little transmitter in your sternum. Only a few of the women even remotely resembled her, but it took only a few words each time to settle the fact that they were true-blue blue-blood and not my little interstellar killer.