God has judged me all my life. But that is God's privilege, my lady. Not yours.
The question is always the answer, provided you want the answer badly enough.
Dragonsbane, they called him.
Slayer of dragons.
Or a dragon, anyway. And, he'd later found out, not such a very big one at that.
The worst thing about knowing that Gary Fairchild had been dead for a month was seeing him every day at work.