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my_strappyshoesThe calls started coming in an hour before the first death. Dixon had a contact call in the illness before notifying the police. It was the right plan of action, but now there was a different sort of pace around the offices. It was a flurry of activity, of people rushing from one corner of the offices to the other, calling out names over heads trying to make sure that if they could pinpoint anyone in the Jasper station in Atlanta that they would do it.
"Surveillance feed coming online in two-"
Rachel nodded and moved to the briefing table pulling up all the feeds on the screens. Sydney was in her office on the phone with the CDC trying to see if she could get any other details on the first death. Rachel glanced over her shoulder to see her pacing in her office her hand running through her hair while the other one gestured in a manner that seemed like she was trying to point to something.
Marshall pulled up the seat beside Rachel and nodded at her, "Did you pull the passenger manifest?"
"Yeah, nothing too interesting. If this is something, it's a test run only. In and then out."
Rachel nodded and turned her attention back to the feeds. "So really this could be anyone, or could have been infected before they even got to the station."
Dixon moved behind Rachel's chair she could feel his heavy hands pressing to the back, "We're working on a forty-eight hour timeline for the first victim. We'll figure this out." Nodding she watched Dixon get called away for another report coming in. It was upsetting to think that someone could do this to just anyone. To a train full of people. It was extremely upsetting.
Her hand rubbed against her cheek a bit, resting her elbow against the tabletop and reaching with her other hand to grab the remote for the monitors. Turning to Marshall with his PDA in hand she offered him a soft smile, "Ready when you are."
A simple press of a button on his PDA pulled up the face recognition program and Rachel began running the footage backwards looking for anything out of the ordinary. It had taken her a few months, but she had worked out a pretty good pattern for scanning the feeds. She called out the things that looked odd and Marshall ran the trace.
Two hours into it and Rachel was nearly done with the feeds for the day. It hadn't really produced much except they were able to notify the Jasper Police about the identity of a man that had stolen seven wallets out of passenger pockets. The last camera angle was from the exterior entrance and Rachel wasn't even sure she'd find something there. All it seemed to be was people either coming or going and that seemed to be very random and not exactly a disturbance at any point.
Then she saw it.
"Run that back." So had Marshall. She paused the footage and put it up onto the main screen. Running it back she pulled it up and ran it frame by frame. Sure enough there was someone doing a brush pass against the now deceased train victim. Rachel went frame by frame until the guy turned to an angle that suited Marshall's program. The white square outlined the mans features, and Rachel had to breathe a sigh of relief that it hadn't been Julian.
"Got it?"
Marshall nodded and Rachel sent the frame grab to Sydney with the press of a button. Standing up she tugged on her sleeves and glanced back to Sydney's office where she was still on the phone. Marshall was already up and away from her running facial recognition programs. Exhaling Rachel moved to her desk and started to pull up whatever she could find out about the actual train, and the normal route it took. She needed track stops, and track switchover junctions... she was going to make sure that this was about the people, not the actual train.
It was the least she could do.
"Surveillance feed coming online in two-"
Rachel nodded and moved to the briefing table pulling up all the feeds on the screens. Sydney was in her office on the phone with the CDC trying to see if she could get any other details on the first death. Rachel glanced over her shoulder to see her pacing in her office her hand running through her hair while the other one gestured in a manner that seemed like she was trying to point to something.
Marshall pulled up the seat beside Rachel and nodded at her, "Did you pull the passenger manifest?"
"Yeah, nothing too interesting. If this is something, it's a test run only. In and then out."
Rachel nodded and turned her attention back to the feeds. "So really this could be anyone, or could have been infected before they even got to the station."
Dixon moved behind Rachel's chair she could feel his heavy hands pressing to the back, "We're working on a forty-eight hour timeline for the first victim. We'll figure this out." Nodding she watched Dixon get called away for another report coming in. It was upsetting to think that someone could do this to just anyone. To a train full of people. It was extremely upsetting.
Her hand rubbed against her cheek a bit, resting her elbow against the tabletop and reaching with her other hand to grab the remote for the monitors. Turning to Marshall with his PDA in hand she offered him a soft smile, "Ready when you are."
A simple press of a button on his PDA pulled up the face recognition program and Rachel began running the footage backwards looking for anything out of the ordinary. It had taken her a few months, but she had worked out a pretty good pattern for scanning the feeds. She called out the things that looked odd and Marshall ran the trace.
Two hours into it and Rachel was nearly done with the feeds for the day. It hadn't really produced much except they were able to notify the Jasper Police about the identity of a man that had stolen seven wallets out of passenger pockets. The last camera angle was from the exterior entrance and Rachel wasn't even sure she'd find something there. All it seemed to be was people either coming or going and that seemed to be very random and not exactly a disturbance at any point.
Then she saw it.
"Run that back." So had Marshall. She paused the footage and put it up onto the main screen. Running it back she pulled it up and ran it frame by frame. Sure enough there was someone doing a brush pass against the now deceased train victim. Rachel went frame by frame until the guy turned to an angle that suited Marshall's program. The white square outlined the mans features, and Rachel had to breathe a sigh of relief that it hadn't been Julian.
"Got it?"
Marshall nodded and Rachel sent the frame grab to Sydney with the press of a button. Standing up she tugged on her sleeves and glanced back to Sydney's office where she was still on the phone. Marshall was already up and away from her running facial recognition programs. Exhaling Rachel moved to her desk and started to pull up whatever she could find out about the actual train, and the normal route it took. She needed track stops, and track switchover junctions... she was going to make sure that this was about the people, not the actual train.
It was the least she could do.
