Second paragraph of third chapter:

Standing in her kitchen with a glass of water in hand, which means he went through her cupboard to find it. His big hand out-stretched to touch the thyme growing behind the sink, in the patch of light that comes in from the emergency stairwell. He’s wearing a chain around his neck. At the end of it, a ring with a purple stone that she recognizes as his mother’s.

Young woman who is the tool of a dystopian surveillance state conspires to overthrow it. Has been done better elsewhere. You can get it here.