Rudolph heard his name being called from the back. Making his way towards there, meeting Gwen when she came towards the front. He winced a little at the question, not realizing that his face had given away his intention before he could think of any words. He hadn't meant to cause such a panic in her. He quickly shook his head before he realized that he might be lying. Someone being murder could be hurt. Just very permanently hurt. "You could say that, of sorts. You have heard about the murders? Right?" He moved to duck out of sight from the front window. Crouching behind the cashier table, he nodded his head toward the back. "Maybe it would be best if we talked back there? If most people saw me here, I would get the coppers on me in minutes. Getting hauled out of here is not on my list today. Not before I tell you something anyway."