It’s the story that has it all: An exotic location, a missing (presumed dead) geologist, the vaporization of 6 billion in shareholder funds and a CEO who died in mysterious circumstances.
My mother calls me fairly often, as moms tend to do. Usually the conversation is about why I didn’t call family member X on their birthday, or why haven’t I flown to the other side of the world recently to hang, which is fair. Lately, the calls have increased. Because, Bitcoin.