“Right. Several trillion dollars changes hands every day. Or every second.” They all gaped except for the two quants. The smaller of them said, “It’s fictional money, but still.” “Fictional money?” Charlotte asked him. “Paper,” he explained. “Loans beyond actual assets. Futures and derivatives and instruments of all kinds. Lots of paper that supposedly would convert to money, but that couldn’t happen if everyone tried to do it at once.”
