Skylar Schock

Social Stalkers Detective Agency

Even though she was alone, Addison West shut the door of the conference room and moved toward the room’s wall of windows, a true piece d’resistance in the space. A light grey morning haze poured through the windows, bathing the room. Addison peered out almost reflexively to ensure no one was watching. Her practiced scan of the adjacent buildings and street below was sharp, but completely in vain. While the 8am hour might, in most parts of the country, signal a brisk hum to life, here in Palo Alto, the startup culture bustle was still hours away.