"Client privilege, I’m afraid. Let us say that while on the one hand I have the greatest respect for their work, I am concerned as to its aim. Directionality, once more. Their disposition must determine my response." Fire Judges. Normally she would gloss the word in her glasses, compare secondary meanings with context. Not in Hunter’s Faraday cage. Later. She imagines herself sitting at her desk, running the search, so that she will remember to do it.