No hero, no monster, just human.

When Henry had learned that Nick was the candy killer, he didn't succeed to believe it at first.

Because, even if he didn't know Nick really well, this one was his friend, and he was sure as hell that this one just couldn't be a murderer.

He had seen Jacinda's face become pale with shock, as she was hearing from Rogers that Nick, the man she used to love and who was now her friend was a murderer.

This one, as Henry, had felt her legs become really weak and her knees began to tremble, and she internally thanked Rogers for asking them to sit down before hearing what he had to tell to them.

"It can't be... Jacinda had muttered, horrified, it just can't true !

- Nick is someone good, Henry had added, astonished. He could never do something like that !"

Really grave, Rogers had looked at them with such a serious and really, really sorry air on his face, that they had immediately both understood that it was not a joke, and that it was bloody real.

Nick was a murderer.

Nick had killed two women, two innocent women, for no reason.

And it didn't seem like he was going to stop, hadn't Rogers and Weaver succeeded to stop him in time.

Then, Henry blinked, before frowning, remembering what Nick had said the other evening, before they all left each other, and came back at their own home.

The exact same thing that Rogers had himself remembered sooner.

"The answer may be just under your nose... Henry finally said, as comprehension was appearing in his eyes at the sentence. It was not just a banal sentence, it was true. And he knew it. He was... joking ! Joking about what he had just did, as if... as if it was not monstrous."

Horrified, he looked up at Rogers.

"What kind... what kind of person dares to joke about a murder exactly ?

- A terrible person, Rogers answered. Some kind of monster, I guess.

- Did he... did he say why he did this ? And by the way, did he confess his crime at all ? Did you find evidences that might indicate that he really did this ? Jacinda asked to the policeman, still wanting to believe that maybe, her ex and Lucy's father was not a terrible monster and a man who didn't hesitate assassinating two women with cold blood !

- Yes, yes, and again yes... We found the candy boxes and the mask he used to commit his murders in his car... And he admitted he did them... He confessed he was the candy killer, he never tried denying this. Jacinda, Henry, I am sorry, but... you have to accept that our friend is... a criminal."

The policeman's face was now twisted by a terrible grimace, as if he didn't want at all to believe what he was saying.

As if he was feeling like to say these words aloud would make them be so damn more real.

A thing he didn't want, for sure.

"Tell me, officer, Jacinda repeated, obstinate, why did he do this ?

She just wanted to know, to understand. Because it was just feeling like it was absurd to her. Why would Nick, a happy man, a lawyer who liked his job and his life, become a serial killer, a freaking murderer just in one moment ?

It had no sense !

- According to Weaver, there is an explanation. Nick used to have a sister, some years ago. She died, and, still according to what Weaver told me, she was killed by the members of a cult or of a sect, I don't really know the difference to say the truth... Apparently, doctor Sage, and the baker who were killed were both members of this cult. And Nick thinks that they are responsible of his sister's death.