Welcome to Tesladyne! Science while you wait.

[tesla_bot]

The door is a free standing frame on a small plywood dais at the focus of a tremendous amount of cabling and particle emitters. The whole area smells of ozone.

"Watch the step. The platform's cheaper to replace than the floor if the focus wanders."

Tesladyne's high energy (dimensional) physics area is done in early twenty first century institutional - white walls, semi-random grid of light, but varied floor tile colors. The framework is from a school of design that favors being able to clean an area with a pressure washer, The drains are a hint. Decorations are spotty. Beyond the collection of calendars with scribbled notes and the cork board spotted with envelopes and scraps of paper it's still mostly bare. The warning signs are clear, bright, unobstructed and supplemented with signs like 'Do not look in laser with remaining eye.'

There are no windows and only one door to the rest of the facility.

"Welcome to Tesladyne."

Comments

[evilontheloose]

Jordan just smirks, listening to this half of the conversation: she is hopeful about scaring the britches off someone.

[tesla_bot]

Conference Room 'C' is offensively plain. The walls are featureless white. The table is white plastic. The floor is a single width of white linoleum. Even the chairs are white painted metal and unpadded. There is no distraction besides what you have in your own head and the other people in the room.

The available external distractions then are: Jordan, Robo, and Bob, who used to be part of the hardware team. Bob turned himself in, being as he had the sense not to run. Or the terror of Jenkins. It might have been that.

"That shouldn't have ever happened. I don't know what went wrong!"

[evilontheloose]

Oh, good. It makes for speedy interrogation debriefing when people have to focus on a smaller number of things.

"How many simulations you ran before releasing the system for use?" Jordan is smiling.

In a most disturbing way...

[tesla_bot]

Ack! Teeth!

"None! I mean-"

"Go on Bob and it better be good."

"That was a joke compile! It shouldn't have even left my personal partition Boss."

"So how'd it get to the field?"

[evilontheloose]

"It was quite a joke, but it did not cause that much laughing in the end, you know?" Jordan taps her cybernetic fingers on the table.

[tesla_bot]

Bob's eyes dart back and forth between Jordan and Robo.

"Bob. You aren't helping here."

"The only way it could have managed to get out is if someone else did a restore from my files and didn't follow the README."

"So you're claiming that someone broke in and ruined your code with something you'd already written."

"Um. Yes?"

Bob jerks from the sound of a PDA being slid from Robo to Jordan.

"Think you can run down if it happened or not?"

[evilontheloose]

"Piece of cake." And she's not kidding: Jordan turns it on, and metaphorically dives into the computer system, looking for traces of such intrusion, checking net traffic, sniffing login signatures and tracking any clues.

It should not take long...

[tesla_bot]

Tesladyne's systems aren't isolated - if they were to begin with, they wouldn't stay that way, so Robo doesn't bother - instead what they are is logged and bandwidth pinched between systems. Some of the logs actually go out on dead trees automatically and get boxed up once a week. Construction bot code updates cross referenced with logins and personnel records...

It's going to need a double check with witnesses or surveillance tapes, but Bob wasn't in the lab to move that code last night as far as the electrons say. His lab login switched the code and almost erased itself, but there's nothing in the online copies about the door unlocking for hours in either direction on the timeline.

[evilontheloose]

"It seems like he's telling the truth." Jordan will show Robo her findings. "Which seems to mean we have a saboteur."

[tesla_bot]

"Nghh," groans Robo, "It doesn't rain but it pours. OK, new plan. Bob, you're still locked out of everything and stuffed in a closet until we can make sense of what's going on. That means you don't get to know what comes next."

Guess what Jordan? Everyone at the lab right now was here when the problem happened, except you. Having fun now?

[evilontheloose]

No, but she will.

After they are alone, Jordan will ask the question. "What now?"

...fear that smile.

[tesla_bot]

"Detective work," says Robo, "I hate detective work, with people anyway. Who ever it is they probably aren't part of the long-term employees - they know enough to actually read the README."

New hires, or a break-in with a poor briefing, but plenty of talent. Neither is particularly attractive, ah well.

[evilontheloose]

"Whoever it is, is not a pro: he left a hole in the flow that we can see."

"Or, it was Bob, and this is a cover-up for himself." What about that idea?

[tesla_bot]

"That is part of the reason why Bob is staying in a box where we can watch him," says Robo, "The rest of it being that it looks better if who ever did this thinks we fell for the coverup if it wasn't Bob."

Robo drums his fingers on the table for a few seconds.

"Jenkins will take the external security, and I can handle the general interviews. How do you feel about digging into the digital security side?"

Assuming it wasn't moved by messenger pigeon and thumbdrive.

[evilontheloose]

"Can do it probably faster than your computers can follow" Jordan grins and nods. "Get me two terminals and a desktop standalone and I will comb over bitspace for anything amiss."

"As far as I know, the saboteur might be sabotaging even more."

[tesla_bot]

"Oh that's just a professional ray of sunshine statement, right there," says Robo, "I've got a few spare boxen in some of my rooms, lets get you set up."

Jordan's going to end up in a smaller room with a couple of older monitors attached to much newer processors.

[evilontheloose]

Jordan will make the needed connections, jury-rig systems, expertly bypass bugs and glitches, then sit down to start her work. "It might take a couple hours." And without waiting for a reply, she metaphorically sinks into the system, going after traces of... anything odd, wrong or destructive.

[tesla_bot]

The handful of long-term lackeys that Robo had sent to do the heavy lifting and hold doors look at each other and shrug. A series of coin flips and rock-paper-scissors games decide the guard order and Jordan is left to dig into the Tesladyne systems.

If one word describes the Tesladyne systems it's legacy. Nothing is thrown out unless it stops working and even then it's usually repaired. The outer areas get the most churn - by the time you get to the internal phone exchange and the HVAC systems things are downright ancient. Possibly so old they have physical relays making and breaking the connections.

Tampering is, besides a few basic steps being taken to hide porn browsing habits on private computers, is limited to the access control systems and backups in the last four days. The later occurring only in default restore modes - no local variations are being used.

[evilontheloose]

Jordan will set up redirects to send the porn-browsers to sites they are unlikely to appreciate, but focus on the job at hand... oh, mechanical, electromechanical systems deep inside.

Al very nice and curious, but, now she needs to find out from where the tampering occurred, which terminal, which times. Then she can cross-reference with security logs, cameras, the works, looking not only for where the information is, but also, where it might be.

Come on, mr. Saboteur... you must have left a solid clue somewhere, nobody is perfect.

[tesla_bot]

The first sign that things aren't going to be fought mainly in the digital realm is the fact that the security wipe and restores are being done in by a script that sits waiting for calls to an unused number. A well written, highly compressed script, but a script. That would explain why the restores were sloppy.

The second is that the mechanical phone exchange is hiding where the calls on the phone system the script is listening for are coming from. After all, the connections only exist for as long as the call takes.

[evilontheloose]

Smart guy... very.

But, that unused number is still connected to the electromechanical phone exchange. Which means a modem to connect to a computer to connect to the network.

Which means she can place a caller ID script of her own to wait for the next call, hidden.

Jordan spends the time until the saboteur rings getting familiar with the rest of the system.

[tesla_bot]

Jordan is well into the information on the ATC system's tracking setup when the call comes in.

Seems someone wants open doors and looped videos from the VIP rooms to a secondary hanger. The shortest path goes through one floor almost straight down.

[evilontheloose]

Right... there we have it. She turns to the guy at the door. "Call Robo." Jordan lets the doors unlock but no looping video.

"Smile to the camera... auntie Jordan wants to see your ugly face." Of course she's also ready to lock the doors after the culprit goes in.

[tesla_bot]

One of the guards takes a radio off his belt and begins exchanging code phrases.

Meanwhile on the monitor, a skinny figure in Tesladye coveralls and a knit cap opens the door and glances around the hallway before making a quick walk down the hallway. Running might draw extra attention.

The radio is slid over to Jordan before it crackles to life again, "What do you have for me?"

[evilontheloose]

"I got him." Jordan will give the location and a description. "Should I lock him in for you?"