"Real," I repeated, like saying it back to him would make it less of a problem. "As in…."
"Documented," Wallace said. "Verifiable. An actual person you can point to, with a real timeline we can check against."
"Got it," Rhys said, easy, like this was nothing. "It shouldn't be too hard to find someone."
"Great." Wallace tapped the table again and wandered off toward another group, leaving me sitting there with my pulse doing something I did not appreciate.
"Okay," Rhys said, pulling the laptop back toward himself. "So who do we use?"
"I don't know. Let me think."
"There's gotta be tons of people who'd fit this. Athletes talk about this stuff online all the time now." Rhys said
"Right. Yeah." I grabbed my notebook like it might have an answer written in it somewhere. "There's this wh
