The hardest part about being an anonymous hacker working in public is remaining anonymous. The biggest part was making sure nobody knew what you were doing. This is especially hard in a city. Damned people and their snoopy demeanors. Compiling a code hack was the least obvious revelation of one's profession, of course, so this half-wit behind her had no idea what the digits and characters on her smartphone screen meant. On the top was a binary line representing the basic version of the code. The barebones of it, making it extremely complex to work in. In the middle was a alphanumeric code, which was visually more complex, but simpler to work. Finally, on the bottom, were standard system protocols for whatever she was hacking. She could push a pause button to stop real-time hacking to perform a certain script change, and then push the button again to apply the string, and resume active compilation.
"What are you even doing?" The bystander behind her questioned unreasonably. "I don't have to tell you. Stop looking at my screen." The man walked off, uttering a sexist slur and an audible "bitch" as he left. She paid no attention. It wasn't her place, unless this guy happened to be in a prostitution or human trafficking ring. She'll have to figure things out on him later. His name was Franco Tavish. Age 47. Occupation, Nightclub Manager. She'll find him later to perform surveillance.
Back to the hacking.
Perfect Companion Advanced Artificial Intelligence Protocol (PCAAIP) was a complex tangle of code webs typical of Advanced AI. They took a fair amount of time to hack, which is why it was always best to do so from a distance.
One of the PCs went offline. That's odd.
Oh, it was a hard deactivation, aka, a kill. Erin hoped it was in defense of self or another and not for the sake of killing it. She did, however, pick up another PC signal. She kept the original coding in the background as she pulled up the code of the new PC...
"Hot damn..."
Erin got up and used her GPS to find the base. This was a matter which required her direct attention. Using a bluetooth hack, Erin disabled the alarm and unlocked the door of a car, and started it up. A metallic blue Fiat Sedan. The owner's going to miss it. She set her GPS to direct her to the base while she resumed her hacking, and used a windshield camera app to keep her eyes on the road without taking her eyes off the hack. Hopefully she could save those other two PCs - and potentially their possible victims - on the way. The base was a ways out from her locale, though.