"Harsh is relative," he says. "Contrast it with, say, getting someone committed
on trumped-up evidence."
It dawns on me that Doc Szandor believes me. "It dawns on me that you believe
me."
He gnaws fitfully at his pacifier. "Well, why not? You're not any crazier than I
am, that much is clear to me. You have neat ideas. Your story's plausible
enough."