Brendan was finding it harder to concentrate on his classes than usual. For a moment he seriously considered running away from home.
He'd actually done it once when he was younger, and despite the constant complaints about the monitoring systems spread throughout the Eks Corp Central region, it hadn't actually been that difficult. He'd learned a lot more about the power of money in 48 short hours than he ever had from his father or, ironically, from his hereditary memory library.
He'd also learned that just having information was not the same as being able to use it. But right now, he felt like he could really use more information. It was just that the information he was being given in this class was utterly irrelevant to the questions that were worrying him.
