And there it was. Barbara paused for a few moments, getting her thoughts in order. He kept insisting that Barnes was dead, but this time he wasn't denying that that had been his name at some point; which he'd done before. So something had happened, but the prying probably wasn't helping matters.
Still, he sent her those new tools... What do you want to be called?
And there was the question. She had an idea, but she wasn't certain that he was going to go for it. She needed to tell Zinda that he was alive, that something at least had changed... A mysterious package arrives and an install happens at my place. I thought it smart to find out who was responsible. Maybe say thank you. Maybe discuss business.