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Hello, hi.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, no, sorry about that. The...

The neighbor's dog just got into my yard. I was just trying to do a solid.

I know, I know, my bad. I'll call first next time.

Copy. Won't happen again.

Randy, stop apologizing. All right?

It's fine. I'm happy to help. It's all good.

Yeah, just wait for Colter and let me know. All right, bye.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

What's up? Is everything okay?

Um, one of Randy's best friends has gone missing.

Simon Boyce.

He was under house arrest, due for a pretrial hearing tomorrow,

so Randy's meeting Colter to see what's going on.

House arrest? What did he do?

Well, he was charged with cyber hacking.

He broke into the servers of an insurance company

and then transferred money into client accounts.

I mean, it's a pretty significant crime.

I'm not sure exactly how I feel about it, but...

I mean... if the police find out that he's missing,

it's gonna get a lot worse for him. They'll throw him in jail.

Yikes. It's kind of like Robin Hood.

Anyway, I'm-- I'm totally down to help this guy if Randy needs it. Um...

What can I do?

For starters, if you could grab Simon's file for me?

Um, his public defender was absolute crap and possibly incompetent, so...

um, also, clear my schedule for the day.

I think I need to jump on a flight to Minneapolis and help.

Okay, yeah. I'll-- I'll get you options.

Thanks.

Hey. Thanks for getting here so fast, man.

Yeah, talk to me.

Like I told you, my boy, Simon...

He's under house arrest, and his mom can't find him anywhere.

Reenie sent me the case file.

There's no record of his ankle monitor going off.

No. No, it's the first thing I checked.

It's still showing it's active somewhere in the zone.

Hmm.

Fully green, no alarm, and I'm searching, man, but I can't find it.

-What about his online activity? -Nada.

He has no access to Internet.

It's court-mandated because of his charges,

so he went full analog.

I found his flip phone in the kitchen, looked at his credit card...

Nothing. Nothing recent. His car is still here.

-When was the last time you talked to him? -Uh, it's been a minute. Um...

He called a couple weeks ago and he left a message.

I never got back to him. Been a little busy.

Okay. Not your fault, man. Come on.

Let's go. Let's get to work. We'll find him.

Okay, his mom's inside.

Mrs. Boyce, when was the last time you spoke to your son?

I called him this morning at 7:00, no answer.

And when I stopped by at 9:30 to drop off groceries, he was gone.

Okay. And you didn't call the police? Why?

I thought about it, but I don't wanna make his legal situation any worse.

So I called Randy to see if he knew anything,

and that's when he told me that you might be able to help.

Totally on-brand for Simon, doing something like this.

My son has always been impulsive.

You think there's a chance maybe... he ran?

Maybe, but he has a court hearing tomorrow,

and he's been pretty worried about how that would go.

If he's a no-show, it's gonna go bad for him.

Being cooped up here for the last couple of months

without Internet access has not been easy for him.

Randy, you said you found his phone?

Yeah, yeah, here on the kitchen table.

Anything on it?

A couple of calls to the sheriff's department.

That's where his supervising officer is,

-but nothing unusual. -Hmm.

Please... Simon is not a bad person.

You know, his heart has always been in the right place.

Facts. Boy's always had my back.

I can't lose my son. He's all I have.

Yeah.

See what I can find, all right?

-Mind if I take a look around? -Please.

Any doors open when you arrived?

Uh, not open, but the front door was unlocked.

And was he allowed to go outside?

He was. He had full access to the backyard and part of the front.

He's lucky. Some people under house arrest can't go out at all.

-Hmm -

Oh, this is Simon's public defender. I better take it.

-Follow me, will you? -Yeah.

Okay.

Look at this. You know what this is?

He's testing the perimeter of his ankle monitor, isn't he?

Damn. Total Simon move too.

He wanted to know exactly how far he could go

without setting off the alarm. Question is why.

There's more over here.

Hold up. Hey, Randy.

Something here.

- What you got? -Look at that.

That's an ankle monitor, isn't it?

- Hell yeah, it is. -Yep.

Looks like it's been cut here somehow without the alarm going off.

Can I see?

Oh, yeah.

So, this chip has a latching relay circuit on it,

kept the alarm from sounding.

He must have had ten seconds to disconnect the monitor

and attach the chip. It's impressive.

Is that something he could do himself?

I don't know.

Definitely wouldn't be easy,

but what I do know is he didn't make that chip.

For sure came from someone else.

Hmm.

So either someone helped him...

or he was taken.

Anything off the chip?

Hmm.

-Oh, wait a minute, I see you. - What you got?

I got a part and a batch number.

- -Can you trace it?

Let me see. Okay.

The chip was part of an order shipped to a BJH Industries.

I got an address in Minneapolis.

-Let's go. -All right, let's do it.

That's a hell of a lot of security cameras.

Hell yeah.

Think you can hack in, turn some of those off?

The cameras? Yeah.

Uh, but the dogs, that's... that's all you, right?

I got the dogs.

Took care of the dogs too.

Yo.

You mind putting that down?

Looking for Simon Boyce. You know where he is?

Bill, is that you?

You know this guy?

Yeah, man, it's Bill Henderson, Simon's old shady roommate.

Recognize that dumbass suit of armor you got back there.

Man, put that down 'fore you hurt yourself.

What the hell you think you're doing breaking into my place, Rando?

Hey, look at this. See that? It's Simon's ankle monitor.

-We know he got that chip from you. - Yeah?

-So? -So?

Did you do something to him?

Nah. Simon's my boy. Not that you'd know that.

Maybe you were afraid your friend was gonna turn on you at tomorrow's hearing?

Name names? Maybe you helped him hack into that insurance company.

Yeah, your digital fingerprints were all over that one.

I ain't messy like that, Rando.

You get one more of those, then I'll have to do something about it.

-What's up? -You know I know, fool.

-Okay, look, hey, hey. -What's up?

You talk to us, or you talk to the cops. Doesn't matter to me.

You choose.

Yeah, that's a good idea, Colt. I'm sure they'd love to dig into

this little illegal hardware operation you got going.

Kind of like these mag spoofers.

You're selling these, right? To steal credit card data?

Well, how did your chip end up on Simon's ankle monitor?

He ordered it. What happened after that, I don't know.

Well, Simon's missing, man. Okay? You know what that makes you?

That makes you guilty for aiding and abetting.

Look, I had no idea he was gonna use it to flee.

Man, he ordered a bunch of things from me last week.

Unlike you, I respect a man's digital privacy.

Whoa, where you going?

It's right here. See for yourself.

He sent you a letter?

And cash. Via the good ol' US Postal Service.

Old-school.

Okay, that's a drone frame.

Parts, accessories, and a chip with a relay circuit?

Which can be used for anything! Hey, I just fill orders.

All right. Let me ask you a question.

What would Simon want with a drone?

So how's Simon controlling the drone without Wi-Fi?

Oh, it operates on radio frequencies. No Wi-Fi needed.

He could've just watched the video live from his cell signal.

Hmm.

Where's the footage coming from?

The company that makes the drone camera

automatically backs up to their cloud server.

So, like, look, this is from five days ago.

What, he's using this drone to spy on his neighbors?

That boy must have been bored out of his mind.

-Look at all these files. -Huh.

So, ho-- hold on a second. Maybe, uh...

Yeah, maybe he saw something. Caused him to run?

Yeah, good thinking.

Okay, here's the most recent video from last night.

Is that a woman?

What the hell was that, man?

I don't think he ran.

He saw something that got him in trouble.

Hey, I just got your message. Any update on Simon?

Yeah, not good is the update.