I drove six hours to check into my new luxury resort, only for the front desk clerk to toss a keycard at my feet.

at me. They deliberately avoided my gaze, suddenly acutely aware of their own complicity, terrified that the destructive gaze of the new owner might turn toward them next.

They had watched a man try to erase me, and they had been annoyed by the noise. Now, they understood the hierarchy of the room had violently inverted, and they were scrambling to continue reading …