[Western Crossover] Putting on an Act

Will stood before a wall splattered with blood. The homeowner had been brutally murdered, and the bloodstains and signs of disturbed objects allowed him to reconstruct the crime scene perfectly.

"This was someone the victims knew. The killer came in and shot the husband and wife... Jack."

He turned and saw a stranger in a suit. Will's voice caught in his throat. He wanted to smile at the man, but his lips pulled into a flat line that made him look anything but friendly.

"Hannibal Lecter," the man introduced himself. "I'm your psychiatrist."

Premise: There isn't one