Do you know the number one killer of plans all around the world?
Life. Or as I've come to understand it, the universe.
No matter how good of a planner you think you are, the universe just finds a way to fuck it up. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is my situation right now.
There I was, the only light in the dark room coming from the screen of my laptop as I sat at the head of the massive conference table in the Imperium Holdings boardroom, my fingers tapping against it as I reviewed yet another damage control report.
The WireFrame internal leaks had spiraled into some kind of nightmare, exposing sensitive analytics and client data, and now the vultures of the business world were circling.