Smith surveyed the Security Operations Room. It was as he expected it. Rows of technicians hunched over their workstations, centered around a large screen at the front. All of them human and in no way similar to each other. Sometimes you could tell who you were working for just by looking at the staff. Everything looked state of the art. To be expected when working for Weyland Consortium. They had the money and were not afraid to spend it to protect their interests. A very young and inexperienced looking man approached him. He looked like the picture you might see next to the definition of Easy Mark in the Anarch hacking bible.
Dale: Good evening. You must be Mr Smith. My name is Dale. I am the junior Security Officer assigned to assist you.
Smith: Is this your first time, Dale?
Dale: I have observed a number of operations, but this is my first time acting as the junior security officer.
Smith: Is one of your family members someone I should know? You're not related to the Chief Security Officer here at Weyland?
Dale: I graduated at the top of my class and I can assure you I am fully trained and ready to provide advice on what tools we have available.
Smith: I hope you are. Without someone to watch over you, you are going to have to be very good if you want a long career at Weyland.
Dale: Yes, sir. We have all the usual tools at our disposal...
Smith: Skip that. I read the briefing. Tell me about the hacker.