T.R. cackled. "The monsoon that’s in full swing right this minute?" He pulled his phone back out. "Hang on, let me check the weather in Amritsar. Oh, look!" He held it up so that Willem could see a pictorial weather forecast. "Right now it’s raining cats and dogs in Amritsar." He put his phone back in his pocket. "So what’s India got to be pissed off about?"