EpilogueThe Heart of the Matter
Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining;And passion, unattended, is a flame that burns its own destruction.
“What do you think of the story?” I ask Chris. His hand is on his “ chin. He is rocking back and forth. The pizza we ordered has mysteriously disappeared. It is 2:00 in the morning, but Chris is wide awake.
“That’s one cool story, Larry. The way you guys nabbed the professor was sweet! What happened to Martin Armstrong? Did he die from the overdose?”
“I’ll tell you in a minute. But first I have two confessions to make.”
“The story happened almost exactly as I told you. I kept a diary to avoid the hindsight bias. But I did change some of the dialogues to get the best 20 percent from ...