The city technician was certain.
So was the contractor’s man.
Tamsin was beginning to dislike how certain she was.
All three gauges responded neatly. None had an obviously broken needle. Each had been maintained by somebody prepared to become personally offended on its behalf.
Felix leaned over the test branch.
“Could a return disturbance—”
Tamsin disconnected it through the proper sequence.
They read the same cold reference.
