Jennifer Smith grew up as a Neo-Puritan—an anti-tech religious group. Nevertheless, she installed a neural implant out of necessity for instantaneous information access.

Jennifer's hands shook while she broke out in a sweat and cried.

"Ms. Smith, the boss wants to see you," said his assistant.

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"Ms. Smith, please close the door and have a seat."

"Yes, Mr. Hensley, what would you like to see me about?"

"Alright, I'll get right to it, your work performance has been subpar, and I've observed your anxiety. Is there a reason you haven't activated your Focus Programs?"

"Horse blinders …" she muttered.