[The data archive finally gives her something useful. A few aliases, which didn't surprise her. Half the men in this room had a few, that wasn't worth looking into. No. It's the fact that there are a bunch of corrupted files attached to this face that has her surprised and intrigued.
The photos are half blurred or glitched entirely, textual data a garbled mess or deleted entirely. Someone had gone through a lot of trouble to cover their tracks.
And then the one alias that DID stick out to her. Antonov. Oh now that's a familiar name. Pleased to have placed him she smiles and lets her fingers slip out, brushing along his hand.]
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The photos are half blurred or glitched entirely, textual data a garbled mess or deleted entirely. Someone had gone through a lot of trouble to cover their tracks.
And then the one alias that DID stick out to her. Antonov. Oh now that's a familiar name. Pleased to have placed him she smiles and lets her fingers slip out, brushing along his hand.]
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