"Like me, but not me." He furrowed his brows turning to lean his back against the door jamb. "And they hired you to stop me. But the killing would continue if it is someone cursed like me. Unless they can learn to control it. But why would there be two of us? Who could the other one be? Someone that hasn't been noticed... The skin is extremely obvious, no way to hide it. It would have to be a stranger, in hiding, but wouldn't someone notice something? I need to find out if that's possible." He concluded his rambling not knowing if he was anywhere close to the right answer or not, but at least it was a place to start. But what was he going to do with [i]her[/i]?