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“Look,” Ross said, leaning against the back of the bed as he replayed the clip for Julia. “They’ve<br />
painted a bull’s-eye on my back.”<br />
“Ross,” Julia said, petrified as she watched, “this isn’t good.”<br />
The attention of the U.S. Senate was the last thing he needed at this moment. In a month, or six,<br />
maybe he could handle it. But not now.<br />
Over the past few days, since the Gawker article had been published, an unremitting avalanche<br />
of press had followed in its wake. Ross’s Web site had transformed from almost invisible to<br />
mainstream as it entered the national news cycle with shocking velocity. Established media brands<br />
were all over the story. The Atlantic picked it up; NPR talked about it on air; and TV news outlets,<br />
including ABC and NBC, produced segments devoted to it (“They call it the Amazon of drugs . . .”).<br />
Not to mention the hundreds of blog posts, discussions on drug forums and social media, and articles<br />
on libertarian Web sites.<br />
Despite the mainstream press, most people who read about the site still didn’t believe you could<br />
actually buy drugs on the Internet and have them mailed to your home. This had to be one of those<br />
Nigerian e-mail scams or a place for law enforcement to lure unsuspecting idiots who were going to<br />
be swept up in a massive online drug bust. But still, idiots or not, thousands of people downloaded<br />
Tor and signed up for the Silk Road to see. It couldn’t hurt to look, right?<br />
Ross watched with a mixture of dread and delight as his databases filled up and the site slowed<br />
down. He barely slept a wink the night after the article was published, lying awake staring at his<br />
laptop or sitting in his ergonomic chair in the bedroom, watching sign-ups from all over the world.<br />
The day after the Gawker article, Ross got up, groggy and on edge, and was greeted by a total<br />
catastrophe. No, the site hadn’t been shut down by law enforcement. Or knocked off-line by hackers.<br />
Nothing like that. It was much worse.<br />
While some people had simply come to the Silk Road to window-shop, others were actually<br />
buying and selling drugs. And every time someone purchased something, some of Ross’s Bitcoins<br />
vanished in the transaction. What the hell is going on? There must be a bug in the code. His<br />
personal profits, which were now in the double-digit thousands of dollars, were literally dwindling<br />
by hundreds of dollars every few hours. Ross had to figure out how to fix a problem he hadn’t even<br />
known existed.<br />
It was sickening.<br />
After digging through his code for hours trying to find the error, Ross realized he had originally<br />
built the Silk Road using a standard piece of code called “bitcoind,” which connected his payment<br />
system. Now he was discovering that he had created that interface improperly. He just had no idea<br />
where the mistake was in his code. All he knew was that he had essentially built a cash register<br />
where money fell out of the bottom into the ether whenever he opened it. And right now, as slews of<br />
new customers came to the site, that register was opening and closing at a staggering rate.<br />
When he did the math, at the speed with which people were buying drugs on the site, the Silk<br />
Road was fast approaching insolvency. He would soon be the first person in history to start an<br />
underground drug Web site on the Internet and the first person in history to see it go bankrupt because<br />
he had written so much shitty code.<br />
Ross had no choice but to start with the problems he could manage. He made the painful decision<br />
to shut off new user sign-ups to the Silk Road, which would help the servers handle the onslaught of<br />
visitors, albeit slightly. Next up was figuring out why his money was disappearing with every