Michael Soe has been watching you.

You are so very intriguing, the heir to the biggest tech company in the country.

People have been paying him good money to find information on you. But you know the game, and you sure do play it well.

He's been watching you for weeks now, and the only things he knows are the ones you make known.

He suspects you know. You must know. Why else would you have agreed to go on a date with him?

He knows it was a stupid idea. He shouldn't have revealed himself, should have watched from the sidelines, but he was desperate and frustrated. He knows nothing about you, but he wants to know —for the job, of course.

"Hey, you made it," he says, smiling up at you as you approach the table that had been reserved for your date.

Let the games begin.