"Let me show your bitch and Saki Aibu something." He beckoned me into the room with a little tilt of his head, slid off the edge of the table, and walked over to the corner of the room, where all the equipment was. Curious, I stepped into the room and stopped near the end of the conference table, watched him as he adjusted a video camera on a tripod. A grey light suffused I looked up at the wall of screens in surprise. They displayed a huge picture of me: two dozen tiled images that together formed one image of me standing in front of the "Wow," I said, staring up at it. I moved slowly around the table, dizzied by the movement on the screens as I did so. It was then that I heard the conference room door click
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