A long night in Toronto....

The cloak was made of silk, and had a silver visual quality to it, such that it was gray and reflected the light depending on how you looked at it. The inside was a dark matte gray, and was still warm from the AI that had just been wearing it. It appeared to have many data nodes along the inside of the cloak within reasonable reach of the hands of the AI it was originally designed for had she still been wearing it. There was no telling what they did.



Meanwhile, Elizabeth's laptop detected a new wireless signal sitting... in her lap. A ZaneTechTab appeared on the wireless network as of 3 seconds ago.
"Whoops... did i do that?" Keena chimed, noticing the new wireless signal after she pressed one of the many nodes within the cloak. "Seems like this thing can control the tablet to an extent! Not that i know how to use it..."

"Interesting... well Keena, you should probably press that button again. We wouldn't want someone else seeing that right now, if what you said about that AI's master is true."

Keena agreed it was probably a wise decision, and complied with the request. Last thing they needed was someone following them because of that signal.
Unfortunately for Keena, the signal did not cut off. She did, however, notice she was holding a handful of copper dust.
"guess i was wrong...The heck is this stuff then?" Keena said, examining the dust with a quizzical look.

"Is it just because you have that control cloak thing? Hmmm... Oh! let's test something." Liz pulled out her phone excitedly, and did a ping of the wireless signals available. She was curious if her PC could pick it up because of Keena, if it was public now, or because the computer connected to it.
Keena examined the handful of copper metal dust in her hand (and that's what it was) as Elizabeth confirmed that her phone could also pick up the signal.
"Hmmm so the things gone global. Guess I'll have to try and turn it off for now." Liz didnt want just anyone messing with this thing, especially with some secret master lurking about. She tried to power down the device, if that didnt work then at least have it in sleep mode and locked.

"At least now i know the company this tab belongs to... ZaneTech, huh?" As the words left her mouth, she attempted to look them up. Of course she also tried to recall anything she may have heard about them already but it was kinda late so she wasn't expecting much.
The tablet went into sleep mode when Elizabeth hit the power switch.

After that, she attempted to look up ZaneTech. No results returned that seemed to have much to do with it. Lots of results of Zane and Tech, and some unrelated matches from a jumble of the letters that made the two up, but nothing definitively ZaneTech came up as any form of company, corporation, organization, or unofficial group. ZaneTech was not the name of the manufacturer, that's for certain.
Liz felt a little defeated not being able to find anything on that name. Seeing as that probably wasn't the company name, see had no more leads to go on.

"Well, I guess I'll wait a bit for now. Maybe get some rest and we can take a fresh start on this later. " She let out another sigh as the long night was fully catching up to her.
---- Sunnybrook Medical Science Center; Toronto; Friday, February 2nd 7:30 AM....

Cassidy and Daniel are walking (and talking) down the hall towards the waiting room where one Detective Kale and a young woman are both currently passed out.
"So let's see. We're going to meet with..." Cassidy trailed off.

"Lieutenant Kale Barrett. He was shot two times, presumably in the same incident involving Adrian, bringing up his sheet now." Mneme finished, projecting the file into the air. Cassidy nodded, bringing the information of his injuries up to the forefront.

"Hm. Veteran. Okay. Probably needs a psychologist. So much wrong with police procedure unavoidable can't do much about it. Moving on. Oh yes, Mister Shields, we'll be apparently going to address this Detective before you can go. I apologize for the inconvenience and hope you don't mind terribly." Cassidy's smile retained its beatific countenance as she reached a hand out to pat the disgruntled cybertechnician on the shoulder.
Somehow, at this point, Daniel actually cracked a small smile, albeit a very crooked one. Sleep deprivation was pretty nice.

"So... why am I coming along again?" he murmured, still lopsidedly grinning with a bleary look. To his memory, he probably already asked this twice while they were walking, though he felt compelled to annoy Cassidy in some manner for keeping him away from his bed.
"Oh, I'm not actually entirely sure on as to why you're coming along, no worries about that. Hopefully, there's a good reason. Doubt it. Not too much other than a vague link at best. Hm. Good point. Should tell him that when you see him. Ask for lawyer, maybe? Could be doing work right now. Me, not you." Cassidy paused, then continued her spiel of data. "Apologies for unclear statement. Or could be sleeping. Applies to both." Cassidy stepped forward, canceling the document with a swipe of her hand, opening the door to the waiting room, Mneme validating her identity.

Liz mumbled a bit in her sleep, turning in the chair slightly as she began to feel a bit uncomfortable. She tossed once more, unable to find the sweet spot of the chair, eventually resulting in her eyes finally opening. A long drawn out yawn followed as her eyes lazily looked around her, sitting back in her chair failing to get comfy.

"mmmmm... bleh. Morning already... So tired." She whined half concious.
Kale's phone beeped at him urgently, which eventually caused him to wake up, albeit reluctantly. He looked... tired did not quite describe it as the man looked up, realized the doctor he'd been waiting for had arrived, and began to stand up. He winced as he realized the meds he'd taken four hours ago had worn off, but he managed to stand up without so much as a complaint. "Dr. Adler, I presume," the detective said in the general direction of the pair that entered the room.
"Lieutenant Barrett." Cassidy inclined her head slightly. "You don't look well. You should be resting in one of our beds. No matter how much we can fix in a day, it won't stay that way if you're on the warpath."

She waved toward the man slightly behind her. "This is Daniel Shields, he provided the implants for Adrian Rogers Tremblay."
Daniel winced at the full name. Could it get any more androgynous?

"G'mornin', officer."
Liz slowly rose from her seat, almost moving completely on instinct. She didn't acknowledge the others around her, she just moved towards the vending machines once more. She fumbled around a bit looking for her method of payment, before selecting two of the drink with the most caffeine she could choose.

Sweet nectar of the gods in hand, she returned to her seat zombified, before cracking into one and immediately chugging it as fast as she could.
Kale went from a patient expression on his face to slightly confused when Cassidy said something about him being on the warpath. That's a new one on me. I'm just doing my job, keeping my witnesses alive. He nodded to Daniel. "Thank you Mr. Shields, but you look like you need that thing called sleep.... Go home." Kale then turned his attention back to Cassidy. "Dr. Adler, how his Mr. Tremblay doing?"
"He's in stable condition, and asleep right now. His implant was fried, it was a hack job and you can quote me on that if you like. Whoever put that in was just asking for an accident to happen and should be sued for negligence. I'd also like to personally throw what remains of the implant at them, if you can arrange that, that would be wonderful." Cassidy paused.

"You aren't thinking of interrogating him right now, are you? He may be your lead in this, but he's at a very sensitive juncture. He needs at least a full night's rest before questioning, then familiarizing with his new implants. This isn't a facial or a boob-job. His central nervous system was submitted to what appears to be electric shock, which fried his prior implant, which didn't have any protection against that. Adrian Rogers Tremblay may require rehabilitation after what occurred to him." Her expression was now irritated, a shift from amicable.
For a moment, Daniel stared at Detective Barrett blankly for a while, then exhaled loudly. Finally.

"Well, all right, then," he said, as he let himself out the door with his hands up in the air. It took everything for him not to pump his fist in the air afterwards.