Inside the modular office.
Karen Miller sat in front of a computer, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
Ethan Hawke stood behind her, a cup of coffee in his hand, his expression calm.
Frank and Sarah stood a little farther away, watching the two professionals from Washington work on something completely beyond their comprehension.
Ten minutes later, Karen stopped typing.
She leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh.
"How is it?" Leo asked, walking over.
Karen turned her head, her expression a complex mix of emotions.
It was a mixture of shock, confusion, and a kind of professional excitement.
"Leo, this is just incredible." Karen pointed at the data charts on the screen. "I've worked on campaigns for fifteen years and used all sorts of databases, but I've never seen anything like this."
