Malcolm Bright

Malcolm never went for his gun. He wasn't accustomed to it these days. His own eyes widen as he joins Raylan in surveying the scene and he's instantly moving to get a closer look at the mangled corpse before standing again to scrutinize the room.

"She's not the woman we're looking for," he noted. "But there's a resemblance. He's barely keeping up the pretense of an accident anymore. Why would a woman be using a circular saw in the living room of a woman who looks kind of like her? There are no other building supplies here."

He crouched close to her and inspected her wounds without touching; Edrisa had drilled it into him.

"Needle mark in the neck. He brought her here unconscious but alive," he surmised. "He needed a beating heart to go for the really big blood spatter," he explained, making an accompanying expansive gesture. "Let's remember he's a showman. He's putting on a show for an audience of one. The question is where is corpse number two and what does he have in mind for his grand finale?"