Writing Prompt #14--The Start-Up

You and some college chums put your heads together and start your own little company. You’re the charisma, your pals are the brains. They drop some damn-clever apps and you connect them to the right investors. Fast-forward ten years and you guys own your own building. Your cash cow is a new string of labor-saving software designed to help businesses become more efficient and cut costs. User-friendly and virtually perfect, the tech’s used throughout the U.S. and 38 other countries. The sky’s the limit . . . until tonight, when you come home to find bomb collars around the necks of your wife and infant son. Before you can dial 9-1-1, you get a call from the kidnapper-in-charge. He accuses your company’s labor-saving automation software of destroying the decent-paying jobs of hard-working Americans. The voice tells you to head for the driveway because there’s something he wants you to see. You kiss your wife and son, and then comply. As you reach the end of the driveway, your expensive house explodes behind you—with your family inside.
What happens next?

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