The spider went around the final corner and peeked through the door. The video feed showed four Quinlans sitting around a table, shuffling paper. By which I mean some were reading, some were writing, but everyone had paper and pens. It was almost homey in a way. I wondered about the low-tech process, but then maybe they were worried about the security of electronic systems. I had no way of knowing how far the Administrator’s reach really was.