Calculus is openly speaking about the diary of Germaine’s dietary predilections, conceived as a decoy. To throw the shysters off the scent. In spite of Wally’s constant reassurances to the contrary, Calculus had never truly believed that the château was free of dig-ether-al. Josef A has, after all, developed ultra-sophisticated (quantum charged) spying devices. Cannily concealed, one imagines.
Relief cascades through me. Twas all a charade, Calculus’s fixation with a camel’s diet. And it turns out that he wasn’t the only person deceiving for a good cause. By deliberately living a dissolute life of boozing, Mickey’s dad had created the impression that he represented no danger to Josef A.
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