“It’s too late, Eugene.” He sighed. “I’m involved. She’s a sweet, young woman. Young being the key word of that sentence. They’re not supposed to be killed so early and I’m starting to think that if I had ever thought about the fact they get murdered at all I would have objected before now.”
He hoped he would have. He liked to think he was the kind of person who would have said something.
“Whom would you have objected to?”