The Gray Global Safety Center officially opened 1 year later.
Reporters crowded the entrance. This time, no one asked how I had managed to marry into the Thorne family.
They asked how the new standards would change the AI industry. They asked whether I could ever forgive NexMind for stealing my work.
"Standards are not written to forgive or punish," I told them from the stage. "They exist to ensure that the next person who controls technology this powerful cannot force ordinary people to pay for his arrogance."
Applause filled the hall.
My father sat in the front row, pretending to wipe his glasses when he was really wiping his eyes.
Eleanor no longer needed a cane. The seat beside her was empty.
Keller had not come.
After the hearing, he sold his remaining shares to help compensat
