The Mariah Building stood like an imposing stone finger, fourteen stories high. The maglev controls listed fifteen floors, but that was because the thirteenth had been left out. Its outer skin was blued chrome, the color of gunmetal or the broken heart of a razorboy, interrupted by rectangles of bulletproof black polycarbonate glazing. It was dwarfed in comparison to the Shiawase Complex and other megacorp skyrakers downtown.