Two acts. Two San Francisco luxury apartments. Two war rooms.
In one: the founder of a fictional AI company – bratty, worshipped, and feared – plots his revenge with an inner circle of advisors and true believers.
In the other: a boardroom of Substack writers, ex-CIA operatives, Zoomer coders, and corporate Judases scramble to enjoy their final hours in charge, knowing you can’t actually fire a founder. (Remember when Apple fired Steve Jobs in the ’80s?)
Set in Silicon Valley back when Twitter was still X.