“Corvina took some heat. People were angry.” “Don’t worry, he did his best to stop it.” “Oh, no—no. They were angry we hadn’t tried it already ourselves. ‘This upstart Google shouldn’t have all the fun,’ they said.” That makes me smile. Maybe Corvina’s rule isn’t as absolute as it seems. “But you’re still at it?” I ask. “Even though Google’s mighty computers didn’t find anything?” Deckle says. “Sure. I mean, come on. I have a computer.” He flicks a finger against the lid of his laptop and it makes the camera wobble. “They’re not magic. They’re only as capable as their programmers, right?”
