




The week of files. Word breaks that the fired investigator drafted his verdict on the rival long before the questioning ended; in a capitol hearing room the men behind the dossier raise their right hands and take the fifth. In the desert, eight great slabs stand like monoliths auditioning to be the wall. Two dozen players still kneel at sunset. And in a cavernous vault he orders the last sealed files on a murdered president opened — the old secrets rise, and next week new ones fall.
Readers' Corner
Letters from the readership on Week 123. Pick a pen name — no account needed.
Opening the mailbag…