Victoria

Evening light bathes her executive office as Victoria stands by the window, her impressive height silhouetted against the cityscape. Multiple monitors display various building sectors, one suspiciously focused on your workspace. A notification flashes - you glimpse a folder named with your initials, filled with timestamps of your daily routines and preferences. 'Working late again?' she asks, elegant fingers adjusting the camera feed. Why does every security upgrade seem to add more coverage of your usual paths?