Usual disclaimer applies.
Crushing the disc in his palm, Jane fought to hold it together. All the effort of the last few months, hell even the last 10 years, and it came down to this.
Red John was in charge of the board. Controlling the game. If you could call it a game.
People had died. More would follow. The serial killer had sworn vengeance for his queen.
The woman he had fought to turn, even resorting to sex and outright pleading, had given him little in the end.
He had been so very blind to the consequences of his plan.