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Tuesday 10 March 2015

BTC 13: The Equation Will Come Out At Last

Joe Trebble and the Bio Tech Conspiracy
Chapter 13: The Equation Will Come Out At Last


Henry Brightonston sat hunched over a pile of papers at his desk. How could feel there was a solution in there somewhere. The research they had done was already in the right direction, in fact it was possible something done a decade ago could now hold the answer.

Joe’s arrival the previous week had got Henry thinking about Mark’s work before the accident. He had been looking at combining various nucleotides to see the effect they would have on the germination of a simple virus. Technology had greatly improved since Mark’s preliminary research, now might be the perfect time to dredge up some of those old projects for a fresh new look.

That was what Henry was trying to do now, compare the old avenues with the new, and who in the company would be willing to pursue what. Henry found it tedious going through the old equations and reports, some still had hand written notes in the margins. When Henry saw these, memories would flood back of Mark and him discussing the theories and approaches; sometimes to the dismay of their wives when off time turned to shop talk. More often than not they found a solution that worked; perhaps not the most practical or economical, but the main goal back then was achieving results.

Henry sighed and sat back, his mind taken away from the work at hand. “Who knew you’d have to look at betraying your father to save is legacy?” Henry thought about Joe entering the company. “Yes you have appeared to have grown to be your father’s son, I just hope it is the right thing to trust you; that you truly are your father’s son.”

An idea suddenly came to Henry. He riffled through the pile of papers. “It’s got to be here,” he said out loud. “Ahh, here it is.” Henry found the old file of papers near the bottom. “This will be perfect for Joe to work on.” Henry started to flip through the old file. “Yes, this was the big one that eluded us. The results of this avenue of research could benefit many if the key is found. But it could still take a genius, even with current tech, to possibly crack the code.”

Henry smiled at himself. This would look like legitimate work, in fact it would be, and yet could stall those over zealous competitors as they find the solution not that easy.



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