She marches into the living room and brings up the crime wall, and adds Smith’s name to the list of persons of interest, realising belatedly that the Turnpike Trust, for which he works, appears in Hunter’s narratives as well. She must be addled. Is it the beating or the sheer volume and variety of information? And whichever, or both: is that the whole point? To hide a leaf among the trees? Or—far more annoying, but less interesting—was he simply using the kinesic assistant because he wanted to get her into bed? Is that why he built it in the first place?