Chapter 6
The next two weeks were the longest of Billy’s life.
Not one single person on the Gossalor death policy rolls either kicked it or had their policy finally pay out. He’d rigged his modifications to the algorithms to siphon off a tiny share in either case, then spit out modified results to anyone who might bother to take a look
No one.
How could no one be sick enough or old enough or unlucky enough to stumble over the edge into permanent oblivion?
As the days passed, he hadn’t been able to resist the urge to log into Gossalor’s systems several times a day to see if some lucky soul had passed on and saved his ass. Since no one had caught his modifications to those creaky old algo tables, Billy was convinced McGranville and everyone else had proved just as incompetent or just la
