"Which it wasn't," she added. "You skipped breakfast entirely with Reyna. Took a very small piece. Again."
Madison was laughing now—soft, slightly hysterical laughter. "So we're not building a hedge fund. We're building a financial weapon of mass destruction and pretending it has safety limits."
"That's one way to describe it," I agreed.
"Master," ARIA said, her tone shifting back to business, "the point I'm making is this: your vision of Liberation Funds becoming 'Smart Money' that moves markets? That's not ambitious. That's conservative. If we actually deployed my full capabilities, we wouldn't move markets—we'd be the market. Every other institution would be reacting to our positions because our capital deployment would be so massive and so precisely executed that following our moves would be the only rational strategy."
"But we can't do that," I said.
