Dawn Somewhere

Well, I keep weird hours and work the night shift, so good night.

I just wanted to touch bases with you.

who monitor targeted crime zones energized by the tech industry to comb metadata and identify criminals before they commit crimes.

All from the comfort of the office, and of course, motivated by profit, so they're pressured to be more efficient than the government.

Well, I didn't bring an extra light.

I thought my phone would be enough.

The government asks where the money will come from, and I tell you, you stop the crime and you will improve the economy.

You want to know, but you're sure you'll feel stupid if we don't find anything.

The math is simple, and it takes a real idiot to argue against it.

Well, think of it this way.

There's nowhere that does that.

How are we supposed to communicate then?

You aren't going to take any of your belongings with you when you escape to Aruba, or wherever it is you can hire topless women for a bizarre romance novel affair.

No, listen, Lowry, we've done the math and we have crunched the numbers.

Trust me, this is feasible.

I mean that we can only talk while Kimon is listening.

We could save billions just by cutting down on shoplifting, let alone everything else.

What if we don't want him to know something?

Well, I hope so, because I was forbidden from speaking of it any further.

Regardless, you won't need these things in the near future.