The computer listened for audible use of certain trigger words.

One of the computer screens switched to a scene of the living room centered on Bob and Carol as she kneeled by his side, a red border and ringing tone showing the word used was one of the worst of the catalogue.

The two men looked at the screen, pausing in their search for Cooper's gun.

"Turn that damn thing off," Turner resumed the search for the missing gun. How the technician, a decorated combat veteran, could have misplaced the weapon was beyond understanding.

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Cooper sat his chair and typing then studied the screen. "Boss, you want to look at this?"

"What now?" Turner climbed slowly into his chair and looked at the screen.

In large script, the offending word covered the view of the living room.

"She said your name." Cooper pointed at the obvious security breach.

Why? What would bring the woman he thought made of steel to make a mistake he had directly forbid. Turner looked at his name on the screen and tried to understand what was happening in the room downstairs.

"This thing is way out of our control," Cooper replayed the entire conversation. The first repetition of the whispered words was too soft for them to understand, but Cooper played the loop again with better sound.

As the conversation finished and Carol stood to look at her husband, shots rang out from outside the house.