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“When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”
How often had he guided himself by this tenet? How often had he sought comfort in its dependability, drawn strength and certainty from it? But now…
You cannot by knowledge of someone limit what behavior is possible from them, only what is probable, he told himself. There remained to him only one possible explanation for his situation, and he did not want to believe it. He’d rather- much rather- believe he had missed some vital piece of evidence, misinterpreted the data. He’d rather believe some vital part of existence had shifted, like a tectonic plate dislodging from its holdings to grind into a new position, changing the landscape of reality.
He would rather believe that, but he didn’t.