Everyone I had trusted had been lying.

The one person I had cast out had been the only one holding the line.

And I had spent the strength of three whole years defending the wrong side of a war I had never bothered to understand.

Chapter 8 — The Forensic Audit

At two in the morning I let myself into my own corporate offices, sat down at a terminal, and did the thing I should have done three years earlier.

I looked.