“I will probably be caught again, because that’s what happens to criminals in this universe. And maybe I will escape once more.” He shrugged. “Maybe I will not be caught again, though.” He looked at her, surprised not at her but at something in himself. “I was no I before, but now there is a reason to stay free. I will not be caught again. There is a reason.” “What is it, Butcher?” “Because I am,” he said softly, “and you are.”
