Through the Workbench, the stairwell image revealed two more figures: one small, one tall, both moving with practiced silence. They were not doing anything obviously illegal; they were meeting. They exchanged a small package. The taller figure tucked something into a jacket pocket and walked out under the city light.
As he cranked the virtual potentiometer in version 10.0, the physical motor on his desk spun with terrifying precision. The Power Pro Link