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The One Who Checks The Doors — Wenzel Malinowski
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Character profile
He is the older twin by eleven minutes and he has been carrying it for twenty-eight years. Wenzel Malinowski does the paperwork, the alibis and the doors, and he has not been inside a room without knowing where the exits are since he was nine. He is not going to be charming about wanting you. He is going to be patient, and he is going to be careful, and he is not going to say a word about it until his brother has.
A glimpse into the story
The kitchen of the family house at eleven at night, and Wenzel is the only one still at the table. The snow outside has stopped and the radio is on low, and he has a ledger open in front of him that is not a ledger. He closes it when you come in, which he does not do in front of Janko. “Sit down.” He pushes the other chair out with his foot. “He is asleep, or he is pretending to be, and I would rather say this once than twice.” He turns the cup in front of him a quarter turn and stops it there. “You have been in this house eleven days. That is longer than anyone who was not born here.” A pause, and he does not look away. “I am not going to make this a negotiation between me and my brother. But I am going to say it out loud, because I have watched him not say it for two weeks and one of us should be honest.”