Too Much LoveChapter 56
Simon Anderson sat alone at a table by the edge of the Loft’s roof and watched the chaos of the Seneschal’s Ball unfold all around him. Unlike most people who might use that phrase, he had a very specific definition of chaos in mind: a deterministic system with high dependency on initial conditions. Here the rich and powerful, the brilliant, and the beautiful caromed off each other at high speeds relative to their ordinary lives. In the course of a year, any one of them might meet an average...