At seven-thirty in the morning I was on the receiving end of a phone call from FBI director Ronald Burns in Washington.  Burns was cautious and wary, but I knew he wouldn’t call me himself unless he had evidence that there were serious problems with Kyle. I was still confused, and hurt, but I recognized the emotions as appropriate and sane. Kyle Craig was the madman, not me.  ‘Tell me whatever you know. Director,’ I said. ‘I know a lot about Kyle, but you know things that I don’t. Tell me what they are. It’s important that I know everything.’
Burns didn’t answer right away. There was a long pause at his end of the line. I knew him well enough to know that he was a friend of Kyle’s. At least he thought he had been. We’d all been wrong for so long. We’d been fooled, and betrayed by someone we had trusted.  Finally, Burns began to speak.’We have been getting worried about Kyle recently. This could go back to the days of the “Kiss the Girls” case. Maybe even before it. We know his files suggest he had a troubled adolescence, but when he joined the FBI, his psychological profile showed he had got through all that. You know that Kyle was an undergrad at Duke University. It’s now become apparent that he knew Will Rudolph - the Gentleman Caller - from his student days at Duke. During the case, Kyle may have been responsible for the death of a reporter named Beth Lieberman with the LA Times. She was closing in on Will Rudolph.’
I shut my eyes and shook my head. I had helped solve the ‘Kiss’
case. I knew that Kyle had attended Duke, but not about his relationship with the Gentleman Caller, a killer............