Anon Page #4

-Kristen.

- Hi, Sal.

Send me your memories of Salvador.

What?

No.

I don't want to go back to there.

It hurts.

Look, please, just send me a picture.

Anything.

Why? What for?

Mine are gone.

Gone?

Okay.

Sh*t.

Sal, he's gone.

He's gone.

What the f*** is happening?

Sal?

Sal?

[gunshots]

Sal.

Sal?

It's Thomas.

Thomas DeVry.

[female voice] Intersection in 30 meters.

Apply brake.

Please, stop now.

Check your surroundings for safety.

All clear. Please proceed.

I told you to take some time, Sal.

Leave it alone.

She won't leave me alone.

She keeps jacking my eye.

I don't know what I'm looking at.

"I can't believe my eyes"...

is not an expression.

I'm scared to sleep.

Can't hide. She knows where I am.

Everything.

My son, Salvador...

all the good memories, gone.

What happened?

She makes me watch it over

and over again.

Sure you're not seeing things?

Of course I'm f***ing seeing things.

That's the whole point.

We're hiring more hackers.

Like her.

What else are we going to do?

It's what you said.

Everything's connected,

everything's vulnerable.

Sh*t.

Stopped taking calls

from the commissioner.

We watch, they don't watch us.

We know where they are, we're invisible.

How do I stop it Charlie?

You find her...

it stops.

I wish Lester was here.

Alert in the Ether.

Warrant for Detective Frieland.

In the shooting of Thomas DeVry.

He lives in my building. My neighbor.

I fired the gun. I didn't shoot him.

It sure as hell looks like you did.

No one ever tell you that

looks can be deceiving?

Slug from your nine millimeter

found in the wall...

ballistics points to you.

Have you seen the autopsy?

A nine millimeter doesn't make a hole

in you like that.

Inconclusive, says here.

It's a construction manipulated,

made up. It's fake.

There's no evidence that it's fraudulent.

And there's no evidence to say it's real.

We can't assume

everything is counterfeit.

We have to believe our eyes

or the system doesn't work.

It's her.

She's trying to f*** with me.

She wants me off the case.

She got her wish.

You're suspended,

pending an investigation.

House arrest.

Surveillance around the clock.

Feels strange, sir.

Watching you.

Then don't.

You really are a cop.

When you all hacked my eye,

everyone was looking at me.

You can be distracting.

You remembered?

There was something else

in the reflection.

Stay where you are.

Put the gun down, Sal.

Won't do you any good.

I can see what you see.

I would show you around,

but you've already seen the place.

How was it?

Did you all like what you saw?

You're gonna show yourself?

Makes too much work for me.

Why?

Why are you doing this to me?

I can't take the credit.

Someone is killing my customers,

trying to make it look like it's me.

I can't tell.

I want to show you something.

My record.

Time of the murders.

Lester.

[gunshot]

Someone made it look like I did it.

Are you saying the hacker got hacked?

They could be watching through

our eyes right now. Yours, mine.

I'm not safe anywhere.

Neither are you.

You're the last one I was with

who's alive.

How do I know you're not lying?

How do I know that what you just showed me

is your actual record?

You don't.

[sirens wailing distantly]

[door slams]

What part of "suspended"

do you not understand?

You jammed your meta.

Assaulted a fellow officer.

Charlie, the other DNA

that we couldn't identify,

maybe it's not degraded.

Maybe it's unregistered.

Another cipher.

Or maybe it's degraded.

She showed me her record

when Lester was killed.

She's not there when the shot's fired.

Well, where is she now?

You've obviously held her for questioning.

I don't think it's her.

Why?

'Cause you f***ed her?

Her alibi could be fabricated

like all of her hacks.

Proves nothing.

That's the problem,

that nothing proves anything.

She's playing you, Sal.

You're officially relieved of all duty,

pending a departmental hearing.

All access privileges rescinded.

We're watching you.

You should thank us.

What's he doing?

Whole lot of nothing.

[female voice] All units respond.

[c*cks gun]

Damn it.

Why'd you do that?

I fell for it.

Looking through his eyes,

I forgot to look through yours.

Well, now you can both look through mine.

Why?

Why'd you do this?

It was perfect.

We were never meant to meet.

Who are you?

I know who you are.

You found me in the Ether?

No. No, you found me.

You're the anonymous proxy?

The last one in the chain.

You kept me safe.

They hired me to lead them to you.

I led them away.

You've seen my record.

You know how I hide.

The algorithm is brilliant.

Really.

I know how bad you want to disappear.

You erase records...

but you can't erase memories.

I can.

No.

We can hack this out,

like it didn't happen.

You can disappear.

We can.

No.

It's different now.

Why did you make it look like it was me?

We're together.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

[gunshot, shells clatter]

His record's gone.

You have no idea who this Cyrus Frear was?

He f***ing worked for you.

You recommended him.

I did?

Yes.

He made it look like I did.

The girl?

Where is she?

Who is she?

Aren't you going to look?

Look at me.

I'm sorry.

No way to warn you without him knowing.

Only way to find him

was to let him find you.

You got to work on your timing.

Cut it close.

So we found you.

Your life.

That was the beginning.

Anyone I was with.

He didn't want me like that.

So no one else could have me either.

Don't suppose you're going to tell me

how you do it.

How you disappear.

It's there for anyone to see

if you know where to look.

You have my record already.

They do.

I gave it to all of you.

The algorithm.

Breaks my life up

into fractions of seconds

and randomly stores them

in the records of everyone else.

But if you try to find

that split second of me,

it would go by without you knowing.

You have to have the algorithm

to put my entire life back together.

If you want to look back.

Any charges, I'll make it all go away

before you do.

You invade my privacy, it's nothing.

I try to get it back, it's a crime.

Don't you get it?

The more you try to hide,

the more attention you attract.

Why is it so important

that nobody knows you?

You get rid of other people's secrets.

What's yours?

Does there have to be one?

Everyone has something to hide.

That's what you do.

What you look for every day of your life.

Why you'll never understand.

It's not that I have something to hide...

I have nothing I want you to see.

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