It was Jonathan who, the night before, had suggested another feint toward plausible deniability. “What if you record her recording. Literally hold a microphone to a speaker. You make something new. She never transfers anything.” “What does that do?” “It just feels like a step removed, no files ever change hands. Forget it. It’s dumb.” “Wait, it might be good.” “It’s so good.” I laughed.
