Mike lifted a hand in a wave to everybody in the room and, arm around Sandy's waist, led him out toward the garage. The two of them had a bit of a ride ahead of them - with two cars in their convoy. "Okay, we'll start out in mine," he said, "and we'll switch to Michael's partway. He'll get bored if we don't."

A voice sounded in Mike's ear and he rolled his eyes. "We'll see." And that he said to the invisible someone he was speaking to.

Jim leaned in behind Clark. "We couldn't overhear until we were right here. ...I couldn't, anyway. But I understand what you mean. We want you better, but you're right. We do need evidence, too."