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@Auraicide {Joys of modern technology
@Tjf
As Jack looks at the picture, he notices something not right - but as much as he tries to look, he finds nothing.
He resumes play, and only then he caught something. An unnaturalness in his video mother's movement. Something, like a ghost-like effect when her cloak touched the table.
Jack points the glitch out to his mother. "There, look. See how your clothes go ethereal there? Either this footage has been doctored, and they've added you in post, or they projected some sort of holographic version of you at the physical location."
Looking more intently at what he pointed out, she was glad for the second pair of eyes. "Good work. That's at least something to work with. But a hologram can't kill people, so odds are it's doctored." She watched the video to see what the lookalike would actually do or even kill anybody. If it shot anyone, that meant the footage was altered to try and look convincing. If not, that meant it's most likely a hologram which would be another lead. She watched intently, though she gave Jack a smile. "I didn't even notice that. I taught you well."
Jack scratches his head, embarrassed but proud. "Good genes." He returns his mother's smile, as he continues to watch the footage.
Jack's fist tightens in anger at the fact that people are trying to frame his mother, and slander her by suggesting she'd kiss a criminal, but he collects himself. @Auraicide "See there, when the fake you kisses him? It's all distorted. Before, it was subtle, but this is just amateur."
Taylor laughed a bit. "I can say with certainty that I'd never fuck Nathan Byrne. But that means it's most likely more than one person who edited this. Still, it's not totally worthless. They didn't change all of it. From the parts that are still static and fluid without any clipping what we can tell is that someone did meet up with Nathan and make out with him...god knows why, and then shot him and it's good to be open to all kinds of things, but I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume that means the killer is a woman. Not much for proper evidence, but that's something to go off. And we know that means aside from the killer, we're looking for at least two accomplices. I assume one of them has to have been someone with access to my gun. It's not a thing you can just casually borrow. I should be the only one with the combination to my storage locker." Taylor still looked over the footage for a bit longer for anything else that she could take away from it that would be useful.
@Auraicide "Well... I think that's it for the recording. I'm gonna head off to the hospital. Love you, mom." He kisses Taylor's cheek, before moving out to go get a new rig and head to the hospital. On the way, he looks up the politician's wife.
He goes to the same place he did last time.
Having the apartment number, she made her way down first to talk to the building manager, flash her badge and get him to open up the place so she could check it out.Jack walked to the ground level and started his motorcycle.
He started it and looked just in time to see his mother enter her car.
With a short nod, both started traveling through the city
The city lights moved as they drove, the lights flashing in the night, people going their ways. A strange calm cam over them - this time, they were the ones hunting.
Taylor stopped the car in front of the apartment that belonged to the blue haired punk. According to her data, it was room 536. She looked around, the area was mostly abandoned at this hour - only a homeless guy searching through the trash was present.
Jack stopped in the market - as he came over, he saw Olivia, just closing her shop.
Jack moves over to her. "Hey, Liv. It wouldn't be possible for me to get another rig from you before you close, would it?"Jack walked to the ground level and started his motorcycle.
He started it and looked just in time to see his mother enter her car.
With a short nod, both started traveling through the city
The city lights moved as they drove, the lights flashing in the night, people going their ways. A strange calm cam over them - this time, they were the ones hunting.
Taylor stopped the car in front of the apartment that belonged to the blue haired punk. According to her data, it was room 536. She looked around, the area was mostly abandoned at this hour - only a homeless guy searching through the trash was present.
Jack stopped in the market - as he came over, he saw Olivia, just closing her shop.
Taylor walked to the service room and knocked. She waited but no one answered. She knocked again, but again, she was met with silence.