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"He poisoned her."
Jane looks bewildered, disbelieving. He's rubbing the knuckles of his right hand, bruised from hitting the concrete wall. Another potential lead. A link to Red John. Gone.
Lisbon looks over Rebecca's corpse with a practiced eye, battering down the sense of betrayal and the memories of speaking with the woman. She may have been the arm of Red John, and she'd inflicted devastation on Lisbon both personally and professionally, but she didn't deserve this. To be tossed aside in such a brutal, final and casual way by the man she had shown absolute loyalty to.