Dylan Murphy<br/><b>Location</b>: The GPC  and environs<br/><b>Tagged</b>:  Lucy Martin<br/><br/><br/>Dylan left her at the Split Bean. He needed to get a little work done.  Part of his work was helping to assess and shore up security in and around the Gramercy Park Condominiums.  Not so much focused on graffiti or muggings, though such things were important, but access to the building , it's units, and the privacy of the tenants.<br/><br/>He actually had more than one client for this work.  The first of course as through his female friend who was on the GPC Board.  He had worked for several of her companies and helped ensure her privacy in a number of indiscreet or unfortunate situations she or her employees might have found themselves in from time to time.  Of course, sometimes she used him to help put people into such compromising positions, but that was rare and always in good taste, or so he told himself.<br/><br/>However he had other, less public clients, who were even more concerned with privacy.  Their activities weren't merely grey areas or morally iffy, but often time dangerous and even entirely illegal .  Generally , he didn't want to know everything they were doing, or even which units it was happening in.  His mandate was to see to it that the people in the GPC had their privacy, barring a full all out Federal effort complete with warrants and the like, and to monitor the comings and goings of people to make sure no one on the inside was trying to do the same thing.   For all Dylan knew, the clients daughter lived in the building and they wanted to make sure no pervs were taking webcam pics. Regardless, Dylan's methods had always been succeful in the past.<br/><br/>Step 1 was getting to know the lay of the land.  Where did you have underground access and what was the interface between those and the building spaces. Could wires be kept out , could signals be kept in.<br/><br/>Step 2 was to know the people, learn who belonged and who didn't, and to recruit watchers.  A lot of security experts would tell you to roust the homeless in the area, but that was counter productive.  Then you would have new people there in a few days .  Better to stabilize that population rather than make it more transient. Homeless folks were some of his best watchers in other projects.  Also good were people who worked at newstands, food trucks.  They would get to know who belonged in a neighborhood, and who didn't.  Who was out of place.  Who acted strangely.<br/><br/>Of course, a certain number of those people are going to be found anywhere in a city, but if they keep showing up, or their interest is focused on one place, then there is a problem .<br/><br/>He already had a few watchers in this area, including the garish Taco Truck "Por Su Boca"  - For your Mouth.   He also let them know he was recruiting a few more homeless into his program and he had codewords for each of them, they could use that codeword to get free meals , of course for which Dylan would pay in advance.<br/><br/>However, the one he had been most interested in recruiting  was a street performer, a haunted looking woman who played the violin.  It was probably better she wasn't around now though.  Checking his watch , he confirmed he would need to pick up Lucy in a few minutes, and he definitely did not want to be late for that.   Though most today used only their smartphones and eschewed watches, he had gotten used to them in the Marines and as a cop.   Today he was wearing his "standard issue"  a<a class="link link--external" href="http://cdn.hiconsumption.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/Hamilton-Khaki-Field.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Hamilton Khaki Field </a>watch .  It had clean lines and a casual yet professional feel with black and white face, silver body and chestnut leather strap. It was also just about unbreakable.<br/><br/>He went back to his place to grab a blaze/ He checked a couple of messages on the machine, disgusted that they were as always mostly dial-spam.  His private number at home he used a white-list system that kept out most bad callers, but for the work line, one had to take every call if one wanted to get business<br/><br/>Finally he went back down to the Split Bean r and waited for Lucy to get off shift, not wanting to get there too early lest Lucy's impatient manager become testy with her.