Felix read the cover letter twice, hoping the second reading would contain a less competent enemy.
It didn’t.
Severin had sent the full test conditions, the results and an offer of central authority expressed with impressive politeness. The first two occupied most of the packet. The third took one page, which Felix set apart from the rest.
“Not testing that part,” he said.
Tamsin took the capacity sheets. Barnaby opened the record. Around the borrowed table, the local reviewers began reading what they’d been given instead of the angry reply one supporter had already prepared.
The supporter waited with his own paper.
“We should answer promptly.”
“Yes,” Felix said. “After we know what the answer is.”
