She talks to the T-Sphere, walking over to one of the windows opposite where Zoe is standing. She opens it just a bit, enough to allow the little device to slip out the window.
The T-Sphere glides down one floor, taking image scans of the inside of the apartment. Two minutes later, the little sphere floats back into the apartment, follwing Angela into the living room.
"Zoe, check this out." she says. "Playback."
Three beams of light emit from the little device and Zoe is treated to a two-minute HD playback of the events in the apartment. There are two scantily-clad women dancing around in the living room while three men watch them. A third woman stands against a wall, cornered by a man that matches the description in Zoe's file.
"There's your guy." she says.
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