"I'm looking for London." "You're in the wrong country for starters-" "London the person." "Ah, William, you're early." (This is set after my other story Decoding Cleopatra, I've just found it easier writing this one. So it might contain spoilers for DC, it might not, not sure yet since I haven't written it. T for language really).

This is some foreshadowing to one of my other stories, London Views, it introduces some of the characters from that and shows how the Savant Net is connected across continents and countries. It takes place in the police station where the brothers are being held overnight for breaking into the Contessa's castle.

I can do a sudoku without really looking; I know what next week's lottery numbers are; I know that the five dollar bill in your pocket's serial number is B03074986*. The code on your phone is 0329, your mother's birthday. And I'm the best Vault technician in Johannesburg.