That is all I want.” I understood, listening to him, that he was refusing the very thing a lesser man in his position might have craved.

He did not want revenge, taken with his own hands in a burst of righteous fury.

He wanted the law to do its slow, careful, unglamorous work, and he was willing to wait for it.

I confess I did not fully understand that restraint at first.

Part of me, the part that had spent weeks watching a good man be poisoned in his own bed, wanted something faster and more satisfying, wanted Christopher confronted and broken and made to suffer for what he had done.

Raymond wanted none of that.