He could fix both.
The thought arrived with the casualness of arithmetic. Two problems, two solutions, both within operational reach, neither requiring more than a fraction of the resources he'd committed to less important things in the last century. The calculations were clean, the projections reliable, the cost-benefit ratios so favorable that a player in his position — his old position, the one he'd held at a screen in a room in Hyderabad, headphones on, Red Bull warm, ranking algorithms optimised to six decimal places — would have executed both fixes before the next commercial break.
Problem one: Rix.
