If you want to help your friends. The words ring in my ears as I leave the cafe. Rupert and Austin pick me up with the pod car. Now that I'm finished with my meeting, Rupert has the car bring Austin and I to what will now be our new home. It's on the edge of the large, domed European District. Here, the buildings thin out and roads become winding and tree-lined.
"I'm afraid you'll find the house surprisingly small compared to the enormity of your inheritance," he explains on the way there. "But needs must: space is limited here on Mars." He also explains that these sparsely populated outer boroughs are reserved for the homes of individuals who, like me, have a net worth of many hundreds of billions. If lowly multi-millionaires managed to hold onto their money and buy a ticket to New Rome,
