Excerpt
GHOSTS IN THE SEARCH BAR IT STARTED AS a blank space. Just a bar. Just a cursor. Just you, alone with a question. You didn’t know who built it. You didn’t ask. You just typed. The answers came fast. Clean. Perfect. Like magic. You never thought about the machine behind it. Never wondered who was watching, or how it always seemed to know exactly what you meant, even when you barely knew yourself. Google wasn’t a product. It was a portal. A quiet, invisible system that became part of you before you realized it. Every search, every map, every email, every video, every voice command… It all flowed through the same engine. And behind it? Not a face. Not a brand. Just two minds. Two men. Larry...