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Finally, in the darkest hours of the morning, taurine and glucose dripping from their pores, they reached the last, dramatic step. The team typed in the final line of code. The cursor blinked back at them, pulsing like an explosive light. They turned to Gregor, who gave them the nod. The team lead …

"Gregor, didn't we discuss you building an army just a few weeks ago?"

"It will take some time," Gregor said. "And as I understood it, it was an army of engineering evangelists you were asking for, not an army of real soldiers."

"Clearly our army should be multipurpose," Bobby said. [...]

"So if we divert them to Poodlekek, that town in the Philippines dies," Bobby said.

"Well, it's more like that town doesn't get computers for its schools."

"That town dies," Bobby said. "So, the question is: Is an Anahata engineer's life worth more than thousands of Filipinos?"

"[...] I also asked that they teach him Spanish."

"Spanish?"

"In case we ever want to bring him back. We really need a more diverse workforce."

Bobby was always one step ahead.

He grabbed the bottle of wine from the wooden table and passed it to Niels, who let out a low whistle of appreciation. It was a Chateau Margaux -- the holy grail of red wine. Niels couldn't help but grin. He was going to crush his enemy at the negotiating table while trying one of the world's most …