"I don't know how the machine is supposed to operate," Jill Trelawney said. "But that's what seems to have happened."
Dowland studied her face for a moment. "All right," he said then, "let's leave it for now. Who developed this machine?"
"Miguel did. Paul helped, in the later stages. Others have helped with specific details—I don't know who those other people were. But essentially it was Miguel's project. He's been working on it for almost twenty years."
And that simply couldn't be true. Unless....
"Miss Trelawney," Dowland said, "do you know what Miguel's I.Q. reading is?"
"Of course. It's 192."
"And Paul's?"
"189." She smiled. "You're going to ask whether they faked lower levels when they were tested by the university authorities. Yes, they did. This thing has been prepared for a long time, Dowland."
"What's your own I.Q., Miss Trelawney?"
"181."