Chapter 1
Billy Jones sat in the middle of a huge party he’d spent the last year of his life working his ass off to make possible, head in his hands, staring red-eyed at his laptop.
All around him, the people he’d spent more hours with than he’d spent asleep loudly toasted their success. The office incubator space that Fabulous Feats, LLC, had rented outside of Atlanta still showed signs of all that work and struggle.
Trash cans along the bland beige walls, overflowing with pizza boxes and empty soda bottles. Toothbrushes, deodorant, and bottles of mouthwash decorated overcrowded cubicle desks.
Billy didn’t have to pull an inspection to know more than one of his fellow geeks had a pillow and blanket stashed somewhere inside or under the IKEA portable desks or rolling file cabinets. His
