
Screens were windows—and Milisoft was always watching.

p.194
Their reach was vast, their control nearly absolute, and no one had even the slightest suspicion. Screens were windows—and Milisoft was always watching. But today was different. Today wasn’t about data. It was about destiny. The oil cabal had come knocking with an offer too tempting to refuse: an inflated stock price, buoyed by billions of dollars in future product and service contracts.
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