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Chapter 1: Violet
“The code just won’t work” I sat back in my chair and stared at the screen “We can’t take a few random facts and turn them into miracles”
“I don’t accept failure You know that” My boss, a very i man named Mr Prince, breathed down my neck—literally
“I need help An app like this should have a tea on it” I shifted forward so I didn’t feel his breath
“This is a secret project Secret projects usually start with one person who puts together the prototype After that, we start thein a team to take it into production” He reached overit work is your job—and you knohat is at stake if you don’t”
The app I orking on had consue It was hts onturn one night and ended up breaching Mr Prince’s server, which brought the FBI to ht I was headed to prison instead of back to college when the sued to do it He said he had a place for someone liketo be nothingprototype of his latest secret project
“I’otta call it a day” I started to stand, but Mr Prince put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me back into my chair
“Drink a Red Bull” His tone was stern “You can catch up on sleep this weekend”
“Yes sir” I nodded and reached for one of the energy drinks sitting next to me
PrinceSoft specialized in creating dating apps Mr Prince’s first app hit the market shortly after Tinder made headlines and he was determined to find an app that could put the on definitely different than anything else on theoff It was supposed to actually connect people with their soulmates The problem was that it just didn’t work the way he envisioned I was trying to turn an algorithin with, and every test run had been an absolute failure
“Okay, Mr Darcy” I loaded one of our test profiles “Let’s see if you match up with Elizabeth”
We had a few test profiles loaded based on faet those right I had ed to hook Mr Darcy up with Cinderella, but she wasn’t the lonely young girl Jane Austen meant for him to end up with Elizabeth’s fate was even ot matched with a woman, and it was never the saorithlish countryside with a glass slipper and Elizabeth would have been getting risky with a pair of evil stepsisters I chugged the Red Bull and groaned when the algorithain
“This is hopeless” I looked back at Mr Prince
“Keep working I have all the faith in the world that you’ll get it right” Mr Prince started walking towards the door and as soon as it closed, I heard an audible click
Indentured servant ned a contract to stay locked in the makeshift apartment at PrinceSoft until the project was done—noprototype and a clean record in a couple of weeks when I agreed to the terorith it was going to acco what kind of cruel mistress fate had become—it certainly made me feel that way every time I ran another test