The Alan Parsons Project- Eye In The Sky · Pro

Elias was a card player in the low-light districts, a man who lived by the math of chance. He prided himself on his "poker face," a mask so perfect that even his closest rivals couldn't tell if he held an ace or a handful of dust. But lately, he felt a prickle on the back of his neck.

Elias smirked, pushing a stack of credits into the center. "I believe in the game, not the ghost in the machine." The Alan Parsons Project- Eye in the Sky

"Where will you go?" the woman asked. "The Eye is everywhere. It’s in the satellites, the cameras, the very air you breathe." Elias was a card player in the low-light

"Don't bother," she whispered, not looking up from her hand. "The Eye knows your heart rate. it knows the sweat on your palms before you do." Elias smirked, pushing a stack of credits into the center