An old note
Mr. Vance, I finished staging the showroom for Mr. Dusk’s visit. But there’s a thought I can’t shake off: it would be a shame if one of the demo units slipped and cracked open in front of investors and reporters. They might wonder why there’s nothing except N-gel inside. What will ensure I don't get clumsy? Let’s say, 10,000 dollars in cash. I'd really hate for them all to see that the "heartbeat of the New World" is fake. — Miller, Shift 4

