The Algorithmic Altar
The skyline of Manhattan in 2026 was a jagged crown of glass and steel, but for Leo, it was a series of overlapping probability clouds. He sat in a penthouse that felt more like a server room, the air chilled to protect the humming arrays of processors that lined the walls. Leo didn't trade stocks; he traded in the vulnerabilities of human nature. He had developed "The Reaper," a quantitative...
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