|"What's the matter, Mulder? You thought
you were going to team up with the bomber?"
Krycek's commentary was exactly what Mulder didn't need.
With twenty agents already looking at him like he was the main
attraction at the local freak show, an argument with an
invisible man would do nobody any favors. More alarming though
was the idea that Krycek might be right - he hadn't felt that
perturbed by the idea that some avenging angel was going after
the bad guys and declaring himself judge, jury and executioner.
It was only the fact that the killer's aim was a little off that
had reminded Mulder that it was a crime.
Scully's fingers bit into his wrist, breaking the trance.
He nodded, glanced at the other agents who obliged by rapidly
shifting their attention back to Skinner. There were times when
his reputation came in handy.
Skinner paused. "Agent Mulder? Did you have something