The Billionaire's Dirty Secrets
Another green light.
“Second gate clear. Phoenix, you’re at the inner sanctum. Deploy the worm on my mark. Wraith, prepare for extraction.”
I navigated to the core ledger directory. The screen filled with lines of transactions, dates, coded names. A history of misery in cold, clean text. My eyes skimmed, and there it was. ESPHERE. A string of sales, transfers. My own life, reduced to data.
A cold fury, clean and sharp, steadied my hand.
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