The Liquefaction of the Day Trader. The SKELM Chronicles: Reprehensible Deeds of a Detestable Scoundrel, #3

Open mouths, empty heads, big bytes. Darby Skelm is dead. Again. This time Hell has a customer service department and the hold music sounds like his ex-wife's voice played backwards through a stock ticker. Beatrix is somewhere inside the firewall. Not a ghost. Not a memory. Something worse - a transaction that never cleared. SoulSync Solutions owns her data now, and they're liquidating everything she ever was into fractions of a cent on a ticker nobody reads.
Gary says there's a way down. Past the day traders melting into their own spreadsheets. Past Maxwell and his greed engine that runs on the things you thought you'd already lost. The coin flip at the bottom isn't random. It's rigged. But rigged things still flip. The question isn't whether Darby gets her back. It's what he's worth when there's nothing left to sell.