Anon Page #3

[gasps]

Please, kill me.

Don't hurt her, please.

Don't, please.

No!

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

Lesbian couple.

Neither was out.

One...

daughter of a prominent Christian right

senator up for re-election.

In the last week,

the women had themselves removed

from each other's lives.

For appearances,

no easy task.

Dating for a year.

We're starting to get a picture

of our hacker

even though we don't have

a f***ing picture.

Lives in the Ether.

Makes her living covering up sub-crime

not detected automatically.

Secrets, affairs,

non-violent white-collar so-called

"victimless crime."

She's a master editor who cuts together

a believable alibi

to replace the unwanted act

in the record.

Most of all, she erases herself.

And now, her clients are getting erased.

Why bother to meet the client?

If she can do it remote.

She doesn't want a lot of back-and-forth

communication, leave a trail,

get intercepted.

Wants to be paid in the only

currency that can't be hacked. Cash.

Remember cash?

And here I was thinking

she was all about the personal touch.

She might be. Trace markers

are unregistered, but match.

Suggests she might have been intimate

with her victims.

Is that what this is?

No one gets to kiss and tell?

Wouldn't be the first.

Seems like every customer she takes

to bed ends up DOA.

And this girl has more than one way

to kill you.

Last night, when I was chasing her...

[light pops]

...that's where it starts.

She changes what I see.

The stairs...

the stretch.

They look normal.

Not to me. It's an optical illusion.

Which later disappears from my record.

And it doesn't end there.

At this moment...

I'm seeing...

a train at the platform.

A train that isn't there.

I swear to God.

[train roars past]

Real one could have killed me.

Placing a moving image...

over a record in real time...

It's possible.

How the f*** do we stop this b*tch?

We do what every one of the victims did

before they were killed.

We hire her.

I'll be the bait.

I go undercover.

The girl likes big shots.

I make it look like I work

in a brokerage house.

Get phony friends, family,fiance,

profile history.

All my online activity looks like

I made a success of my life.

A month, all to give us enough material to

stretch over my law enforcement career.

My new life's just going to look a little

repetitive to anyone who looks back.

Lester's got to be in on it.

He's a freelance contractor.

He should be safe.

Once I look legit, I do something

the new me wants to erase.

KRYSTAL:

23, Escort

Thanks.

Drink?

I don't drink.

What do you do?

Yes.

Thank you.

Naturally, I do what any guilty boyfriend

does after having sex with a hooker,

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