Malcolm smiled faintly. "Except real," he concurred.
He looked at Raylan suddenly as a thought occurred to him. "You don't think Winona is going to... look me up or something, do you? Because she knows people in the justice department and if she looks for dirt on me... well, she wouldn't have to dig deep or hard. 'Oh, look, fired from the FBI. Oh, look, son of an infamous murderer. Oh, look, history of serious mental illness...'" He pressed his lips together. "I'm a liability."
AS IT SHOULD BE.
He looked at Raylan suddenly as a thought occurred to him. "You don't think Winona is going to... look me up or something, do you? Because she knows people in the justice department and if she looks for dirt on me... well, she wouldn't have to dig deep or hard. 'Oh, look, fired from the FBI. Oh, look, son of an infamous murderer. Oh, look, history of serious mental illness...'" He pressed his lips together. "I'm a liability."