to corporate boards.
I tapped an encrypted health monitoring application on my home screen.
“The human body reacts to a high-speed automotive collision with a massive, unavoidable surge of cortisol and adrenaline. Heart rates spike to over 140 beats per minute. Blood pressure skyrockets.”
I turned the phone around, sliding it across the steel table so it sat directly under Vance’s nose.
On the screen was a highly detailed, minute-by-minute line graph generated by my synced smartwatch, the exact same smartwatch that was currently strapped to my left wrist.
“At
