Marcie backed off, horrified. Shit- she didn't need this, it was sickening, terrifying. Why did they have to just- it was overwhelming. She couldn't deal with all that information at once.
And Much. He "helped" kill Malcolm? Left him dead in a park for Marcie to find and lug home and watch over? She put her hands to her face, not knowing what to do. "Stop it! I get the point! It's just a job, okay? I didn't know who he was! You don't understand!"