I motioned, and Curie flew over to the corpse. “What’s she doing?”, he asked.“Making sure he was a synth.” Curie rapidly worked, then was do...e. “Results?”“Oui, madam. Synth component confirmed. And ... the same genetic results as well.”“Thanks, Curie. Okay, guys, you shot him, you clean the mess up. And ... good work.”Upon entering the Memory Den, Irma directed us all downstairs. I was rather surprised to see Glory talking to Doctor Amari. She turned to me. “Wait? You’re the one who wants to. She had been briefed to keep her ears out for just such talk and to report it as quickly as possible. Of course she could not use the main terminal on her desk to make the notification. That would be madness even though the message would seem innocent on the surface. Instead she unclipped her PC from her waist and flipped open the small screen."Call Gina Hawkins," she told it, referring to one of the names in her address files. To anyone overhearing her or homing in on her conversation with. . Before she could dwell on it further, Mikey burst into the room and opened the fridge to get something to drink."Hi!" she said to him. "How's your game going?" Okay," Mikey answered, "but I'm stuck on this one level. When's Dad coming home?" He'll be home for dinner," she replied, trying to sound cheerful."That long? But how am I going to figure this out by myself?" Mikey complained as he headed back downstairs.Jennifer had been wondering the same thing, before they found the therapist.. "Thanks Tiny, for Christ's sake pull me up if I'm doing the wrong thing, I'm flying blind here." It's mostly common sense Tony and you seem to have more than your fair share of that so don't worry."A short while later a Corporal lead a group of five Nashos into the kitchen and reported to Tiny who called me over."Corporal Concept will be in charge of you lads, he will instruct you on your different tasks and will be responsible for their outcomes, don't let him down. For the first week you will.