"Oh, with you and I, it’s personal," Leo assured him. "You kept me from telling my brother good-bye, face-to-face. I dearly wanted to see my brother, because I had certain important personal business with him, and I might well have gotten past his entourage and seen him privately, but you interfered. And then, in the press of business, it became too late." Leo’s brow darkened. "That’s not sufficient reason to kill you, I suppose; but then, there’s the money. Juanita has no money left; if you’re dead, she gets yours, and Jerry gets hers. So your resources go to environmental science, instead of being squandered on the drug habits of some decrepit weakling. Killing you is genuinely helpful. It’ll make the world a better place."