He can't imagine a world where there are enough serial killers to be making honest work of it all the time. He knows so little about them. He is at least familiar with the concept of being judged on what your father and his father and his father's father and so on have done. He does not necessarily condone it, paying for another man's sins or reaping the benefits he has sown, as much as that hand might have guided or even forced those hands of their descendants, but it was common practice nonetheless.

"Is it something you are supposed to be passing down?" He had always thought it was more of a state of mind. Not like hair colour or facial features.