The Dog Who Bit a Policeman

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Stuart M. Kaminsky The Dog Who Bit a Policeman If any one of us knew of a proposed political murder, would he, in view of all the consequences, give the information, or would he stay at home and await events? Opinions may differ on this point. The answer to the question will tell us clearly whether we are to separate, or to remain together. . — Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Possessed Prologue Marseilles, France
“Les chiens, dogs,” said the oldest man sitting at the booth in the corner of the restaurant. He shook his head.
The three men had the rugged, weatherworn faces of fishermen, mountain climbers, or laborers. They were none of these and had never been. In spite of the fact that one of the men was half black, it was clear that the three were related.
One man, the youngest, who was at least forty-five years old, wore a blue turtleneck shirt under an unbuttoned black sport jacket. The other men were old. The half-black...