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Chapter 1

Case

What was I thinking?

My flight landed less than an hour ago, and I’et the hell out of here

Coh I still have ties here The unit I own in this building is one of them

It’s a two-bedroom apartment on Madison Avenue

I bought it seven years ago when I was a twenty-two-year-old kid with more money than wisdom Three months after I moved in, I fucked off to California and never looked back

“Mr Abbott, is that you?”

I turn to the left to see one of the doormen headed my way

Lester I re out from under the hat on his head

He introduced ars

I gave up both when I moved across the country

Lester stops just short of me “Nice suit, sir Very nice suit”

I’ the oes into a custoa app companies on the planet, so I need to look the part

I pull off the disheveled college kid look that other tech giants go for, but I take it up a notch when I know a camera is on me

I took off from LAX earlier today under the watchful eye of the paparazzi They weren’t hanging out at departures trying to grab a photo of me, but the ones they did capture will pad their bank accounts for a month or two

My claim to unwanted fame is that I landed on this year’s list of the nation’s wealthiest thirty under thirty

Unfortunately, that co the ability to trust anyone I haven’t known since my lean years

That’s a lesson I’ve learned through trial and error

“You’re looking good” I pat Lester on the shoulder “How’s life been treating you?”

My gaze wanders the lobby Little has changed since I packed up the bare essentials one Mondayand left New York City behind