In The Glass Boardroom Where My Parents Sold Our $2 Billion Biotech Company, My Father Pointed To Security And Said, “Pack Your Things.” I Only Picked Up My Coffee Mug, Walked Out Quietly, And By Morning The Buyer Would Learn Why The Code Had Never Belonged To Them – News

protocol addresses belonged entirely to the executive suite at Horizon Pharma and the secure private network of my parents sprawling estate.

Richard and Brent were commanding their highly paid information technology teams to brute force their way into my architecture. They were throwing every single cyber weapon they possessed at my firewall. It was continue reading …