"Your wife played another one of his silly little games and your little girl was adopted by him." And Crane, despite the pain in his chest (he was no super soldier, on the contrary, he was and always would be a tall and scrawny mess of a man), was interested in his reaction.

He enjoyed Tillman. They had only met briefly but Crane was not above researching his potentials. Watching him. Rewinding it, constantly. Waving off interns and saying he was studying Castle's work.

"It is of my.. professional opinion, that Castle is quite mad. I could throw a number of illnesses in his direction and have it fit properly. That's the beauty of psychology. So easily manipulated."