"I don't think it's a he." Jack said this offhandedly, as if it weren't a huge important fact. He quickly moved on to the doctor's playtoy doctor.
"He could be molded. Hm. Well. I know only one Doctor Lecter, and I think I'd check more into who and what he is if I were you, before I went trying to fuck with his brain."
It went along with those things that Crane could discover at the library.
His smile grew wide and cruel. "Your favorite little redhead has security cameras hidden here in your office, Spookey Wookey. She watches everything that goes on in here. She can hear it, too. Little peeper that she is. Showed me what she has. Which is how I know about Lecter. Wouldn't let me hear his side of the story, though. Did something to mute him out, the bitch."
Which might have been part of the reason why he was telling on her, even though he'd told her to keep her vigil going.