Bing Maps 
Later, at the Tube2U control center under Holborn, Marcus watched the live map. Thousands of green dots moved through the dark like blood cells in an artery. A pharmacy in Soho sent insulin to a pensioner in Pimlico. A law firm shuttled a micro-SD card with merger documents. A sushi chef in Mayfair received live eel from Billingsgate Market.
Marcus rounded the corner into Aldgate. Ahead, a man in a grey suit was arguing with a Tube2U kiosk—a public drop-off point shaped like an old red telephone box.
End of story.
He zipped his jacket and headed for the door.
“Negative,” Dispatch replied. “Time-critical. Heart transplant match. Royal London Hospital. Go direct.”
