He thought again about the "one week of sunshine," and as a long shot checked to see if anyone had been admitted this week.
Nada, but again that was reasonable. The entire study was wrapping up.
Which meant, in short, that he had nothing to work with in terms of people. All he had were dates and encrypted names.
What now?
He finished the beer and was preparing to go off‑line when a drop‑down screen flickered new data.
He was being directed to the new applicants' "sunshine" page.
He clicked back, then stared at the screen.
A name had appeared.
He couldn't believe his luck. For some unknown reason,
they must still be adding new test subjects at this late date in the trials.