Madeliseemed,harborednotjustahatredformen,butageneralhostilitytowardeveryonearouhatrobablywhyshekeptgwithhercssmates.
Thesoft,warmsensationonhisarmbroughtJunbacktohissenses.HegnceddownatJasmin''''''''schest,pressedagainsthisarm,alywithdrewhisarm.
Girlsthesedaysseemedtogrowtoofast—likebuds,glisteningwithmdew,onthevergeofblooming.Theirexpressionsandgazesarestillchildlike,buttheirbodiesalreadyshowtheshapeofwomanhood,tealluring.Lookingaround,theschoolresembledagardeninearlyspring,eachstudentadifferentflinningtounfurl.
Hiscriminologyprofessorshadalwayssaid:tocatchapredator,youhavetothinklikeooanticipatethevictimsakillerwouldchoose,andthroughthem,uhekiller''''''''sidentity.
Lately,though,Junfearedhewassinkingtoodeep.Eventhiscasualtactmadehischesttighteninwayshecouldn''''''''tquiteignore.
Jasmin,hervoicelmysteriously,asked,"UncleJun,isitabigcase?Evenyougooutforfieldwork?"
Junnodded,keepinghisanswerbrief."Twobadmenwerekilled."
Hereyeswidehat''''''''sght?Willthekillergetareward?"
"Thekillerwillfacejustice,"Junsaid.
Jasminlookedfused."Thepersonwhokilledthebadguysshouldbeagoodpersht?Whywouldtheybepunished?"
Junexhaledslowly.Toachild,moralitywassimple:badpeopledie,goodpeoplelive.
"Takingalifeiswrong,"hesaidquietly."Nomatterwhoitis."
"Whatdidthebadmendo?"
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