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The Marching Morlocks, Part 3

Even a dog gets his revenge.
--Plutarch, Moralia.

The executive meeting room was impressive, in a dark teak, leather chair, robber-baron sort-of-way. It was a room meant to impress venture capitalists and private equity investors and it had worked splendidly for almost two years.

Now, the air of confidence had evaporated from the luxurious surroundings and the room stank of broken promises, lies and desperation.