A prime number. A presidential crisis. And a robot named Eight.
It's 2045. President Jack Schomaker has survived Congress, the press, and an AI that's one bad approval rating away from replacing him entirely.
Prime numbers, though? Those break him.
So when Executive Order 389 hits his desk, Jack does the only rational thing: abandons his cabinet and tears through the White House looking for a robot named Eight. Don't ask why.
What follows may be the most ridiculous constitutional crisis America will ever see.
The West Wing as written by Douglas Adams. Dr. Strangelove meets your smart toaster. One of those. Possibly both.
