“So will you do it?” “Do—?” “The test.” He paused, then added, “I wish you would.” “Because?” Joel said, and then, “Because you still don’t trust me. Not ‘still’. I mean, you don’t trust me. It’s always in the back of your mind that you think I’m a liar or a cheat or some kind of Svengali genius capable of setting up an elaborate deception scheme.” “Not the last one. I’ve discarded that possibility.” Joel eyed him malevolently. “I hope that was a compliment.”
