... [ He frowns as she approaches. He can already guess what she's about to ask. ]

If it has anything to do with the murder, I have literally no reason to go after the dalmatians anymore. Dylan and I agreed to a truce weeks ago, and these horrible past few weeks have given me plenty of time to wonder why I was trying to help my horrible aunt with her horrible coat.

Seriously. The motive was about secrets. Why would I kill to keep a secret when I blurted it out to everyone during the meeting?