'We have arrived,' the personal assistant announced as the automated share car pulled up outside Turing & Partners, one of London's best-known AI-powered law firms. Elon Turing looked up from his notes that were projected before him and got out at the curb on Gresham Street, not far from the Bank of England. It was very warm, as it always was these days, though there was a heaviness in the air that promised a thunder storm. Elon nodded to the car, which zipped away into the pollution free morning and disappeared into a sea of auto-taxis, self-driving buses and other share cars. He took a deep breath and marched up to the front door of the building. The door scanned his face and opened, greeting him politely as he walked into the cooled lobby. At the reception desk was Albert.