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There were many different crime labs in the Justice Keepers' building, and this one was a cramped little room with no windows. Various kinds of equipment were spread out on black-topped tables on each of the four walls: microscopic scanners, high-resolution lasers that could map out a fingerprint on almost any substance, chemical analyzers. They were all here.
A horseshoe-shaped console in the centre of the room controlled a two-dimensional hologram that descended from the ceiling like curtains draped from a rod. Traffic camera footage. The images flashed faster than Anna could count them.
At her side, Cassiara stood with two fingers on her lips, blinking as she studied the images. “So, this will run a facial recognition algorithm?” she asked. “What are the odds it'll work?”
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