Chapter 2: The Digital Decimation
The transition happened twenty minutes into the drive. Julian was busy drafting a text to his investment broker, anticipating the influx of the Sterling Trust funds. He didn't notice the sudden silence from his mother. He didn't notice the faint chime of her phone signaling an irreversible action.
The first ping on his own phone was a banking notification. He frowned, opening the app. Access Denied.
"That's strange," he muttered, trying to refresh. The screen blinked, then turned stark white. Account Closed. Balance: $0.00.
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He laughed, a nervous, jagged sound. "Must be a glitch. The bank's server is probably down." He tried his primary credit card, then his secondary. Declined. Then, a notification from his yacht’s management company, then his club membership, then his car lease issuer. Every single push notification told the same story: his access to the world had been surgically removed.
Julian turned to his mother, his face draining of color until he looked like a ghost in a tailored suit. "Mother? What did you do?"
