Ana's eyes burn from staring at code for six straight hours.

Hope naps in her playpen nearby, surrounded by toys she's systematically thrown out of reach. Their daughter has discovered that dropping things makes noise, and noise is apparently fascinating.

"Found something," Isabella calls from across the room.

"What?"

"The targeting algorithm. It's not random."

Ana rubs her temples. "Explain in normal language."

"They prioritize families based on influence potential. Doctors who treat ...