Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[staticky rumbling]
Shooter has no signature.
Someone made it look like I did it.
Hacker for hire.
or break the law.
That was the beginning.
Oh, I see.
House arrest.
The memory's not going anywhere.
Did you all like what you saw?
We're leaving.
Face without a name?
makes all crime possible.
That I can erase?
Shit.
Yeah.
[romantic pop music plays]
Go home.
It's not the murders.
Drink?
She matches the description of the last person to see Nees alive.
Way above our pay grade.
[gunshot]
No name.
about 11-10-23-10.
First responder.
I swear to God.
No.
Or nothing at all.
- Kristen. - Hi, Sal.
Who could hack a human being?
Why'd you do this?
Once in a lifetime chance.
Well, now you can both look through mine.
No identifying meta trail.
Now, I'm thinking that someone got into my life record and erased her.
I want to.
unless you're looking for it, you would never see it.
What's the world coming to when murderers won't tell us who they are?
We can't control what we can't see.
What have you done?
Don't, please.
I don't want to exist.
Don't, please.
Before Cray could make sense of it...
You're the anonymous proxy?
Concentrate. Find a clue.
Please, don't.
My God, exquisite.
It's been elongated too, but...
We know where they are, we're invisible.
I'll show you what I'm doing.
[gun fires, cocks]
Why?
Feels strange, sir.
Eclectic taste. A lot of mid-century modern, high end.
Unless the gifted mind is a sick one.
Doesn't seem to be an issue.
It's what he was doing an hour earlier that concerns me,
Next day, I get scared my girlfriend is going to ask to see my records
- The woman's ID? - Scrubbed.
When she does show, all we've got to do is get her close enough
I can.
See ya next time.
I'm out of here.
You ever met anyone else who can do what you do?
Just 'cause she doesn't use the recog, doesn't stop us.