Leonardo, master of the place, sat comfortably in a favorite chair behind a magnificently carved wooden desk that would have commanded a small fortune on the open market if any collectors of antiquities knew it existed. Leonardo had once feared he would be forced to sell his precious collection of art and antiques to serve his plans, but his dealings with Renraku had made it unnecessary to part with any of his favorite treasures. The corporation was more than willing to give him billions in exchange for mere scraps and crumbs of the technology Leonardo had at his command.