Ilyana took careful notes as the man began his presentation.  The first five minutes were all bland platitudes, as cheap and hollow as his avatar.  He introduced himself as Alan Babbage, a pseudonym so facile it was insulting.  He continued to deflect the question of who his backers were, which made it all but certain that something about the deal was illegal.  And while The City had risen by being a digital haven more secure than a chain of Cayman Islands stacked on top of Dubai, there would come a tipping point.  She would have her records when it did.