The clerk left the applicant line empty and wrote Felix’s name beneath it.
Barnaby put one foot on the edge of the paper.
“That isn’t my name.”
“Authentication through a recognized person,” she explained. “A qualified operator or custodian can swear to what a device records.”
Felix stood beside the desk with the expression of someone trying to get a door open without breaking it.
“I can explain that he recognized the phrase.”
“What can you swear you know about the memory?” Barnaby asked.
Felix looked down.
