The words didn't even make sense together. Alan wouldn't just die and it wasn't as though he had been sick and all of the blood wasn't quite lending credibility to the idea of sudden natural causes. Hell, there were people like Penny Zimmerman who had been in the hospital and he still would have been that shocked. He just went and wrapped her up in a hug considering it looked like she needed it. "Alan murdered?" Even saying it out loud just sounded ridiculous. The one thing to living on Frye Island was that feeling of security that you should lock your doors but it was mostly to keep the teen hooligans out of your house than murderers. Suicide was just about as far away from his mind as San Francisco. "I've got you..."