Where am I? What year is it? What day is it? Hell, he could get those answers by finding a newspaper stand. What couldn’t he find as easily? Who am I? The man whose body the killer inhabits knew Evans. He was connected to him in a way that meant he had the information the killer needed. Who am I? Where do I live? What do I do for a living? He wouldn’t need to torture Evans for that. Fake a blow to the head and ask, and if Evans got suspicious, then he could kill him. Torture meant he needed more.
