‘“Each of us has a measure of criminality,” the Magician said, smoking a shisha pipe he had prepared for himself. “Someone who’s been killed through no fault of his own might be innocent today, but he might have been a criminal ten years ago, when he threw his wife out onto the street, or put his ageing mother in an old people’s home, or disconnected the water or electricity to a house with a sick child, who died as a result, and so on.”
