Even though they didn’t know each other well, he had the feeling the answer was a big, fat no. Still, Sam considered himself pretty much an expert on the whole self-blame thing. He’d been going around that hamster wheel for years. And even though he knew it was useless, he shook his head. “You can’t think about it like that.” “I can, and I do.” “It wasn’t your fault.” “If I had been here, she’d still be safe.” Nathan crumpled his empty water bottle. He looked like he wanted to throw it. Sam figured that might not be such a bad idea. “Nathan, I know you don’t want to hear it, but facts are facts. If a killer has a motivation, he’s going to find a way. You had no idea something like this would ever happen. How could you predict it?” The man had risked his life for the sake of children who would otherwise still be living a nightmare. That had to count for something.
