"Violence will not end the violence, only make it grow." Clarence began to feel sick, realizing what he was about to do. "I never saw the costume, I was just inquiring about a recent.. breaking and entering." He knew this would come back to bite him, whether it was due to the truth becoming known or another dead body showing up. Clarence stepped away from the large man, allowing for his escape. Clarence looked him up and down, before turning away. He ran his hand through his hair, a pit in his stomach. He knew what was right, that he should arrest this man. But how could what's right, also be wrong? There was no good answer to this, as any choice he made, he would regret it.