"I thought it would be better this way. To be safe than sorry." Avi follows Mitch's gaze, but mostly as a matter of courtesy. He doesn't seem particularly interested. "For the record-I'm sorry if I real-deathed any of your friends, Mitchell. I imagine they're hard to come by given the business you're in." . . . . WARNING: gratuitous technology in a crapsack world ahead. Mitch Grassi is a rogue Envoy on the run after refusing to perform a task for the High Table, a mysterious and expansive criminal organization. He finds unexpected refuge in the New Manhattan Continental, a long abandoned AI hotel run by Avi, who has not had a guest in fifty years.All Rights Reserved