Well over an hour passed, along with the arrival of half a dozen more agents, before they deemed that they’d done enough initial testing, scanning, and note-taking to feel safe enough to move to the next step. Ryan was called back, and everyone stood at the rope line – though, amusing, someone had bumped into the Agent Bob doll. Now the blank-faced sim was facing the wrong way, staring at a flower bed rather than the statue. Curt chose his spot carefully. Not too close to Carmichel, as to not se...