The Mitsurugi compound sat at the top of the sector and had its own zip code.
Caleb arrived at fourteen-hundred in a vehicle the Hacker had sent for him. A black town car with corporate plates and a driver who did not say his name. The driver took him through the south gate, past the formal gardens, and around the main hall to the east wing, where the inter-corp meetings happened.
Furuhashi's logo was on the welcome screen at the entrance.
Mitsurugi's logo was beside it.
VeilWard's logo, which had been there for six years, was not.
A woman in a charcoal suit took his helmet at the door.
She gave him a chip clipped to a lanyard and said: "The session begins in eleven minutes. The stream is already live. Please be aware that the room has fourteen camera positions and three audio feeds. The audience count is currently four point one million viewers."
"Okay."
