I owe a special debt to James D. Jones (U.S. Navy, retired), my math tutor—patient, good-humored, and an expert on fractals and chaos theory; Moshe Waldoks and Meir Sendor, who created a sanctuary in which I could explore the questions that frame this novel; my agent Eve Bridburg, who not onl...
My life was about to become a crazed quilt of travel, consulting, and hiring. This was the good news. The bad: not a single new client was based in Germany, let alone Munich. Liesel had returned from Bangladesh three days earlier, her spirits in shambles. “Before I arrived,” she said, “the plant ...