To my surprise, Douglas squinted his eyes and shook his head. Then he gripped his chin, pursing his lips.

"Who?" he asked. "Those people don't sound familiar to me at all."

He was just messing with me. He had to be, right? Either that or he's killed so many people, he can't remember who's who.

Maybe he didn't know their names. Perhaps it didn't matter to him. But the Sullivans weren't just any family. In my mind, he wouldn't have to ...