"Don't apologise to me. It wasn't your fault nor did you know. My concealment of the changes is a habit for others, I have no shame about it." Annie said with a firm, but assertive, tone. She meant it too. She had done this to herself for good reasons at a heavy cost. What she had found in the journey was more valuable than her vanity, even if she didn't think it at the time.
I suppose they would have hated who I was then. Perhaps.
Annie nodded at Abigail's recount of the events leading up to the disappearance. "Let me have a look through the surrounding areas security and see if anything is amiss. It won't take me long to find and track his movements..."
She used her cyberbrain to link to the station's security systems and began idly scanning the cameras surrounding the area around the time that the door to the apartment was previously opened. This was an easy, routine and mundane job for a SLA Operative like herself. Her job was to find individuals, even those who did not wish to be found.
Then she caught something, a little voice in her head that sounded like Kat. She left her process of scanning for Will running and made eye contact with the other woman, pushing a telepathic thought out to her head.
Kat, do you know what's happened to Will already? the sent though asked.