Surveillance as the price of ordinary life
The apartment Taylor shares with Graham is stuffed with screens that read her heart rate, eye movements, and brain activity to serve targeted ads—because Graham helped design that algorithm for AdCorp, a company fused with government services. Even her clothes carry tracking chips until Kai shows her how to disable them. The book's near future isn't a police state with jackboots; it's a comfortable apartment that knows your pulse. The horror is domestic, and the first act of resistance is as small as a disabled chip in a hoodie's seam.
Characters:TaylorKaiUncle Graham