Three Futures, No Refunds

**Reality has filed a complaint. The complaint is you.**At 2:17 a.m. on a Tuesday, a boy is born who should not, statistically, exist. The hospital computer runs out of numbers trying to calculate the odds. A committee is formed. It will not help.Years later, that boy's problem isn't the government agents, or the Department of Existential Consistency, or even the increasingly tired Auditor sent to...