I slid my phone back into my pocket and looked across the parking lot.
Then my eyes landed on the prepaid phone display inside the convenience store.
“Huh.”
Five minutes later I walked back outside carrying an energy drink, a burner phone, and a receipt I’d paid for with cash.
Most people would’ve laughed.
Who the hell bought burner phones anymore?
There were anonymous texting apps. Temporary numbers. VPNs. A dozen different ways to hide behind technology.
Most people also underestimated how much information lived inside technology.
I didn’t.
I wasn’t a hacker, but years of tracking people had taught me more than enough to make me cautious. Phone numbers connected to accounts. Accounts connected to devices. Devices connected to locations. Even anonymous services left breadcrumbs i
