true lies [r]

[skeyti]

Pretending to be human isn't very hard. Step this way. Smile like that. You do these things with artificial ease, like slipping a coat on and off. Finding a man isn't very hard either, and neither is the question of what to do with him now that he's found: but the choice isn't in your hands. It never has been. Your orders were strict for this assignment. No one knows better than your masters, after all, how little use an animal has once it gets a taste of blood.  He's walking. If you could care (you can't and you don't), you might wonder where he's going and what he's left behind.  You fall into step beside him. You cut to the heart of the matter. You've no talent for small talk, these days. "My masters have a proposition for you."

WHEELS WITHIN WHEELS Ascher

LAIKA OF GS!