Martin Hench is sixty-seven years old, single, and successful in a career stretching back to the beginnings of Silicon Valley. He's a--contain your excitement--self-employed forensic accountant, a veteran of the long war between people who want to hide their money and people who want to find it.

Martin Hench is sixty-seven years old, single, and successful in a career stretching back to the beginnings of Silicon Valley. He's a--contain your excitement--self-employed forensic accountant, a veteran of the long war between people who want to hide their money and people who want to find it.

He knows the ins and outs of financial records that are designed to conceal rather than reveal. He's as comfortable with social media as people a quarter his age, and he's a fingertip-level expert in the techniques of money laundering and shell-company games practiced by Fortune 500 companies, extremely-divorced billionaires, and international crime lords alike.

He also knows all the secret histories of charismatic company founders and Sand Hill Road VCs, because he was there at all of their beginnings. He's not famous, except to the people who matter. He's made some pretty powerful people happy in his time, and he's been paid pretty well. It's been a good life.