![]() ![]() Laszlo Ratesic is just tucking into his chicken and waffles as Winters’ yarn opens, but then he, a noted “speculator” in the employ of the Speculative Service, happens to catch the tail end of a prevarication. ![]() “Any assault on reality, any infusion of falsehood in the air can’t be countenanced, no matter the source.” Lying weakens trust, which damages society. Tell a fib, a whopper, a confabulation in California, and, promises Winters ( The Last Policeman, 2013, etc.), you’ll wind up in a heap of trouble. ![]()
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