Simon Avery was sitting on the floor and was crouched between shelves of rack mounted computer servers. He worked for the IT department. Laying next to him was his small black leather bag that kept his laptop and various tools, things like needle-nose pliers and a soldering gun. The room hummed as he sat there, and he wasn’t sure what he was looking for just yet. He watched the glow of the computer lights, row after row after row… illuminating…