Everyone said he wouldn’t go far, but Mr. Bottoms proved them wrong. There he sat in that office with his name on the door, four floors above the manicured courtyard and opposite the stacks, marveling

After a breach in Steemit protocol pointed out to me by a friendly Steemer (Steemitian? Steemy Person?), I'm making my second post, which apparently should've been my first post. Oops and/or duh. In brief,

So, I've had this idea for a novel for a while and began writing it about 2 months ago.  I'll give you the premise in brief: On a Thursday night, a bank in Germany declares a default on about