When My Family Disowned Me On Camera, I Didn’t React As They Hoped

for the compression algorithm. The handwriting—is it yours?”

Mason hesitated. “It—it looks like mine.”

“Look closer at the variables, Mr. Sterling. Specifically, the syntax used for the recursive loop.”

Mason stared. A bead of sweat formed on his temple. He knew that syntax. He hated that syntax. It was efficient, brutal, and mathematical. It wasn’t his continue reading …