A Question

He could not run.  His legs were literally locked.  As a child, he was told this type of control with The Connector was illegal.  Beads of sweat rolled down his brow as testament to his tremendous physical effort to move, which yielded no result.  Slowly, two men appeared out of a side alley and approached him.  Without saying a word, one of them placed himself behind him, while the other was positioned in front.  As the two men began to walk, his legs suddenly unlocked and walked him in a single-file line with them, back into the alley. Rodrigo Suarez was 22.  He was a social activist involved in many human rights protests held in what was now modern day Madrid.  How could they have known?  Rodrigo had spent an unfathomable amount of points of every type to insure that his location and thoughts remained private.  Being anonymous was costly.  He couldn't change the fact that The Connector was part of his brain and nervous system.  He was, after all, born with it.  He had tried hi