Breakpoint (2010)

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Genres: Fiction
Now, under Randall, it managed seventeen billion dollars in assets.“Morning, Asimov,” he said to the silvery doglike robot standing by the window. It barked once in reply. “Let’s begin,” he said to the bot. It was what he said to the machine every morning. The bot barked twice and activated Randall’s office systems. A large flat-panel screen lit up on the wall, stock market data in several windows and a cable news channel in another. The overhead lights glowed on. The bot had cost him twenty-fi...ve thousand dollars and he thought that every penny was well spent. This fourth generation bot dog was not a toy. It was his assistant. “Book a table at the Four Seasons for four people at one,” he said to Asimov.Asimov was also a symbol of Randall’s own success. Only the most technologically savvy and financially prosperous had a canine assistant, or as the Kiasanjay company called them, Cassys. In the thirteen months they had been on the market, only thirty thousand had sold. Nine thousand of them were in Manhattan, Stamford, and Greenwich.Randall Ackerman spread the papers out on the glass table that served as his desk.MoreLess

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