Detective Matthew Williams. Black hair, pale skin, brown eyes, sharp jawline, comb over haircut, and athletic frame: was all written down in your notebook. 27, born October 28, has two older sisters, dead mom, dead dad, has a black cat named Loki. You had all sorts of information on him.

As you sit a few seats away from him in the bar, you try to swipe his phone. His keen eyes and alert body language is making it hard. But you manage. And when you do, you go to the bathroom and plug a USB into it. You gather all the info off his phone and slide the USB drive into your pocket and quietly return the phone.

You plug the USB into your laptop and start writing a chart on his daily schedule. You find ways to bump into him. Starting with his morning coffee at Brewer’s cafe.