Taking Hunter’s age as approximately what it appears to be, she also tasks the Squid to gather information on all post-graduate degrees awarded in disciplines that cover or are related to cryptography, neurophysiology, semiotics and narrative behavioural psychology. She rummages through Trisa Hinde’s autopsy report on the dead woman and tags evidence of fractures to one arm, some ceramic fillings and laser surgery to correct myopia, then dumps all these into a comparison tray and goes back to the Health database under a new connection. The Squid holds execution of her search to assess its line of attack, then looses a salvo of queries over purchasing costs of high-grade splints and dental clay against non-branded local alternatives. A moment later it comes in from another angle and spits a furious allegation of improper maintenance of laser optics during the relevant period. When the hospital trust—startled, she thinks, and plaintively asking where this is coming from—issues a firm denial, the Squid demands access to outcome data and looks for matches, again shooting everything it finds to the growing Hunter file. The Inspector feels a guilty grin building behind her lips: this is strictly speaking all very wrong, but in a necessary way.