Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           ‘Isnotright.Vasnotgoodtorevealsecret."

           Theylistenedinastonishmentasthevoicedroppedtoalow,harshtonewithconfidentpowerandhostility.ItDoomedoutinthesmallconferenceroomwithadeep,richSlavicaccent.

           "Itellyounow,"Ragensaid,glaringatthem,thetensioninhisfacemuscleschanginghisappearance,eyespiercing,browsbeetled."EvenafterDavidtellssecretbymistake,Ivasagainstit."

           ItdidnotsoundlikeanimitationofaSlavicaccent.HisvoicenowtrulyhadthenaturalsibilantqualityofsomeonewhohadbeenraisedinEasternEurope,hadlearnedtospeakEnglish,buthadneverlosthisaccent.

           "Whywereyouagainstlettingthetruthcomeout?"Judyasked.

           "Whovillbelieve?"hesaid,clenchinghisfist."Theyvillallsayvearecrazy.Itisdonogood."

           "Itmightkeepyououtofprison,"Garysaid.

           "Howispossible?"Ragensnapped."Iamnotafool,Mr.Schweickart.PolicehaveevidenceIcommitrobberies.Iadmitthreerobberiesnearuniversity.Onlythree.ButotherthingstheysayIdoislie.Iamnotrapist.Ivillgointocourtandconfessrobberies.Butifvegotojail,Ikillchildren.Iseuthanasia.Jailisnoplaceforlittleones."

           "Butifyoukill...thelittleones...won’tthatalsomeanyourowndeath?"askedJudy.

           "Notnecessary,"Ragensaid."Vearealldifferentpeople.