Part 1, Chapter 4, Maiden:
"Greeting Shadow Broker," said the mindless VI all the way from over the planet Hagalaz. Goddess, that is bothersome, thought Liara. She had found a quiet corner of the Presidium Promenade and established a secure link to the Shadow Broker Base for a quick status update.
"Apologies Dr. T'soni," said EDI's voice, "The Shadow Broker's old VI is still quicker at answering the comms than I am. With the hardware at my disposal I am running at capacity just to coordinate active intelligence operations."
"I'll see about getting you some more processing power next time I'm in the neighborhood," responded Liara. After Normandy and her crew rebelled against the Illusive Man, Shepard and EDI had come to her with an interesting proposal. EDI can spin off a simplified copy of herself that can run Shadow Broker operations from the Hagalaz base. The hardware on the ship isn't nearly as powerful as what we have here on Normandy, but it should be capable of keeping tabs on things. Neither you nor Veron needs to stay out there if you don't want to. You can even patch in through a secure omni-tool utility.
As it turned out, the EDI clone was doing a smashup job. I was afraid I would never be able to leave that ship, Liara thought. Without it she would never have spent those glorious months with Shepard between her Collector Base mission and the start of the Reaper War.
"Report status," queried Liara.
"All operations are proceeding within acceptable parameters, Dr. T'soni. We have just received confirmation; war crimes charges against Captain Shepard have been officially dropped by the Batarian Hegemony." Liara smiled to herself at that one. Give me ten minutes, I can start a war, she had once said to Shepard. It would seem that can cut both ways.
"Anything new on the board?"
"No new opportunities of sufficient magnitude that I haven't already addressed them per your instructions, Dr. T'soni."
"The competition?"
"I have received no new information to discern if the Illusive Man is dead or just gone to ground."
"And my usual line of inquiry?"
"Similarly, I have no information as to the status or location of Operative Lawson, Justicar Samara, nor Subject Zero."
Liara sighed to herself. The idea of friends still unaccounted for troubled her. Were they alive but out of contact? Were they among the billions of war dead? Were they dead at the hands of the Illusive Man and his remaining network of operatives? Was the Illusive Man still a threat, or was he dead at the hands of her friends? Or perhaps he was just another rotting corpse in one of the multitude of mass graves shaping up throughout the galaxy? Liara was accustomed to having all of the answers. Being in the dark upset her.
Sensing the pause, the EDI clone spoke up, "Will there be anything else Dr. T'soni?"
"Yes. Please probe the Consort's information network. I just had a conversation that made it sound like she knew something about me, or possibly Shepard, that I wasn't aware of. I'd like to know what it was. Or if she was just prodding me."
"Of course Dr. T'soni."
"That is all. Please disconnect."
"Logging you out."
Liara powered down her omni-tool. She reached into her pocket and produced the watch. It was time.