Anton Bolton's spine chilled a little when the speaker referred to him by his name. He took the time to exhale, which came off to Talia as a strange, static sound. Before the fall of Razor Limited, the Razor brand phones were a pretty decent brand of phones. They were no iPhones or Androids, but they were great if you were looking for cheap alternatives. 

The only reason they were cheap though was because of a deal with the NSA and his designing of a PRISM-style program disguised as a firmware update. It allowed for phones to be easily traced back to the person calling at a faster rate than most phones at the time. Even a script kiddie would be able to trace back the call, let alone Talia.

Bolton sighed, knowing that this very flaw is what may bite him in the ass. However, the woman on the other end of the line seemed pretty polite of the blatant fact that he called her very shady number, even if she says that she won't forgive his transgression. Wouldn't be the first time someone hated him for breaching their privacy, he thought.

Razor Bat knew to let Bolton say this next line, and thus the mask that he wanted to use was shut off. He then recited the very line he heard in his office following the leaking of his private emails to the NSA.

"I'm very sorry for this inconvenience." He had to resist saying how she can't be compensated due to not being a member of the Razor Premium package and that could get the package for only $9.99 a month, if only because it didn't fit the situation at hand. On that end, Anton decided to do a little detective work himself. With a few hand gestures, he summoned the AI that had been stuck onto all Razor phones. iPhones had Siri, Windows had Cortana, Razor had something so old and ancient, you'd think that'd be the first warning sign of how corrupt Razor Limited was.

A chubby, purple monkey swung into his view via vine as a line under him said: "Trace call". The monkey immediately began to tap his index finger against his forehead and spoke up.

"[i]I can not trace this call...[/i]" The monkey was muted to prevent the mystery woman from hearing him and instead, Anton had to read what was in the text balloon. Clever girl, he thought. Oh, but Talia may be more than clever.

To quote a prime time TV show, Anton Bolton has no idea what she's capable of.

[@Jinny][@Ruby]