There’s a gratifyingly immediate response. Good. She looks back at Smith and realises she has been given a green light to go through his entire life. She opens a channel to every on-call investigator. "Murder, priority. The deceased is Oliver Smith, a senior employee of the Turnpike Trust. I’ll need someone over at their office to collect everything from his desk. Dump all his files to the case folder at the same time. We’ll need the last month of his life to the absolute granular limit. If he goes out of range even for five minutes I want bounced sound, reflected-image facial analysis, whatever we can get, and I want it immediately. The Trust is a private entity with government contracts. I’m issuing a blanket order, right now, for anything you think is significant. If they quibble, roll over it and apologise later. I don’t imagine they’ll want to share, that’s something for the legal department to be troubled by, but use your overrides the way you’ve always wanted to and blame me. Understood?"