“The drugs didn’t work?” Tessa translates. Her sister nods. “Not the way they needed to, to continue the research. And definitely not enough to move to human trials. I thought maybe the data set was corrupted somehow, or they were outdated results, so I flagged it for my boss at the lab. And then everything happened…” she says, her face turning shadowed. “And I knew that it wasn’t a mistake. They faked the results and moved ahead with the human trials, and they needed me to keep quiet.”
Ok so if I'm Saint, I'd still be a little "uh, objection, your honor, speculative." I mean, everything else we've seen, it's probably accurate, but Wren is taking some leaps.
