A murder here would definitely be noticeable to Malcolm. There aren't all that many Wanderers. It probably wouldn't be difficult for him to narrow down suspects and profile the killer. As much as he misses his work, he's not going to wish for any sort of murder here. So far, this seems like a peaceful place.

Malcolm shrugs, thinking about Hannibal's question. "It's a pretty amazing place, but I've got work to do at home." He has to figure out about the girl in the box, and he has to put Watkins away, now that he's realized that he's the Junkyard Killer. Of course, he may also be lying dead in the man's woodshed right now. There's no real way to tell.

"What do you mean?" he asks. "Do you think the magic would go home with me?"