Occam's Razor
“Gail said. “Who’s Walter Freund?”
“We still have a way to go,” I explained. “But I think he’s the one who was pushing Owen’s buttons—the guy you’re after.”
We were sitting in her office late at night, just the two of us. The rest of the floor was dark, empty, and silent, imbued with that aura of abandonment that homes never seem to suffer.
“You’re going to have to give Willy high marks here,” I told her. “He went at it with a vengeance, especially after I told him how many rules we’...d be breaking. To be honest, when you first came up with the Owen-as-guided-missile theory, my bets were on Jamie Good, what with all his groupies. But Walter’s smarter and more manipulative, and we’ve got him positioning poor old Owen like a chess piece. Good, on the other hand, never had much to do with him.”
“We’re going to have to do better than that,” Gail said glumly.MoreLess
“We still have a way to go,” I explained. “But I think he’s the one who was pushing Owen’s buttons—the guy you’re after.”
We were sitting in her office late at night, just the two of us. The rest of the floor was dark, empty, and silent, imbued with that aura of abandonment that homes never seem to suffer.
“You’re going to have to give Willy high marks here,” I told her. “He went at it with a vengeance, especially after I told him how many rules we’...d be breaking. To be honest, when you first came up with the Owen-as-guided-missile theory, my bets were on Jamie Good, what with all his groupies. But Walter’s smarter and more manipulative, and we’ve got him positioning poor old Owen like a chess piece. Good, on the other hand, never had much to do with him.”
“We’re going to have to do better than that,” Gail said glumly.MoreLess
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