Desktop Anywhere Novels & Stories

This was going to be the best day. “What is that for?” Deanna asked. “Oh, sweetheart, I think today is just going to be great,” Max said as he made his way through the building to the stairs and down to the basement. He unlocked his door and sat down at his desk and looked around. “I have office hours until eleven. I don’t know if anyone will come in, but I do have to warn you. “That you have a female or two that will come in to ask if you want something from them for a trade?” Deanna asked, and his eyebrows shot up.

And it was irritating me to the point of a physical migraine. While Marcus continued his amended presentation on the Munich logistics, I casually swiped downward on my tablet screen, minimizing the corporate spreadsheets and opening a secure, encrypted private server link. The dashboard for the Ambrose Core application materialized on the screen. A single, vibrant blue dot was illuminated in the center of a hyper-detailed, three-dimensional digital rendering of my downtown high-rise penthouse. It was her tracking signature.