"Yeah, I get it, but the new owner was a PR disaster for the city." They studied the large Cortex logo that straddled the entrance. Cortex, the company that ruined the world. "Okay, let’s do this." Alice turned to the fusion reactor. The torus grew from polished metal panels—the tolerances and quality higher than anything she’d seen before. Four huge arms branched out from the plaza sides to suspend it in place. Below, she caught glimpses of the private showroom.