The Capgras Shift is a Fiction Story Book. The book tells that Milton's eyeglasses glinted unsettlingly as he took in my crumpled clothes and unruly hair". So, you traveled all night, by yourself, in a hired car, to ask me this? She must mean all the world to you!" He hasn't changed: cherubic, lecherous, bald, and clad in fading dungarees and Sellotaped, stapled sandals. Milton smelled of coffee grounds and incense. He laid a hirsute hand on my shoulder and I retreated inadvertently and then apologized. He smiled mischievously". You are tired. Let's go to my office. You can refresh yourself there and I will tell you everything you ever wanted to know about the Capgras Syndrome and never dared to ask"". Capgras Syndrome" "Coffee first!" - Milton pronounced and wheeled me forward. Ensconced in an ancient armchair, steamy libation in hand, I listened intently, absorbing every word that came out of the mouth of arguably the world's greatest expert on delusions.