Betrayed by Love, Forged by Fire

eight hours with Prometheus, feeding it data, learning its capabilities. I had also spent twenty doll

panoramic views of the bay. He was a secondary villain, a pawn in David' s g

wenty minutes before his

up on his massive desk, a picture of unea

condescension. "I was surprised to get your mess

d business, Mark," I sa

ly found a few million dollars, I' m afraid there' s nothing to di

y to make me feel small. I ignored it and

most perfect. You did a good job of stripping me of every

d with a shrug. "You should ha

Specifically, the transfer of the patent for the 'Synergy' data-compression algorithm. It was a minor asset, some

lightly. He swung hi

dure. To clear a

calm, "is called 'MR Holdings LLC' . Register

e thought no one would ever notice in the mountain of paperwork. But Prometheus had

culous accusatio

bout an attorney enriching himself at the expense of a client-or in this case, his client' s former partn

on the system to protect him. I was showing

"He had a lot of friends on the board of this firm. Old friends. I wonder if they'

name that still carried weight, a

ldn't deny it either. His face was a mask of sho

want?" he fin

aid, turning to leave. "

back as I walked out. The fi

l, but it backfired. Instead of isolating me, he made himself look guilty. I got a text

I had Prometheus, a tool of immense power, and I couldn't

in the parking lot of the library where I s

'Synergy' patent back to me, along with a cashier'

ying to take the one piece of leverage he thought I had.

uilding later that day, looking relieved. He thought he had so

im beli

tune, but it was enough. Enough for a cheap apartment, for

ic attempt to cover it up, was now a documented, notarized, and legally binding confession. It was a piece of

irst stone of my