III
Nordlute was puzzled. His shitpost finding algorithm pointed to Torundel as a culprit, but everything he could find out about the man made it clear he was not technical. A quick hack of the local postal database revealed his address, which happened to be on Nordlute’s walk home. He thought he could check it out to see if there was anything to confirm or disprove what the software told him.
Torundel had a big house in a prosperous part of town, very unlike Nordlute’s tiny apartment. He sat on a bench across the road and pretended to check messages on his phone. We was starting to get bored when he was startled by a beautiful young woman coming out of the front door with a shopping basket. From her clothing she was obviously a servant, but to Nordlute she looked like a princess.
He furtively snapped a photo of her and went on home once she was gone. Once there he loaded the photo into a program he had written that would try to find a match across the popular social media sites. Such a pretty girl was bound to be popular and at least have some selfies.
The next morning the program had completed, with no results.
Nordlute was puzzled.
@Nordlute, the shit sysadmin is a serial shitposting fiction inspired by Torundel the shitposter by 
Rules are:
211 words - Starting with the words "Nordlute" - First and last sentence are identical.
Earlier episodes:
Part I
Part II
