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another devastating move to make. Leo’s hand was shaking. “Shit,” he said. “I would be totally celebrating right now if it weren’t for Derek. Look at this”—pointing—“it’s even better than before.” “See, Derek knew it would turn out like this.” “The fuck he did.” “Pretty good numbers,” Brian said with a grin. “Paper’s almost written too. It’s just plug these in and do a conclusion.” Marta said, “Conclusions will be simple, if we tell the truth.” Leo nodded. “Only problem is, the truth would have to admit that even though this part works, we still don’t have a therapy, because we haven’t got targeted delivery. We can make it but we can’t get it into living bodies where it needs to be.” “You didn’t read the whole website,” Marta told him, smiling angrily again. “What do you mean?” Leo was in no mood for teasing. His stomach had already shrunk to the size of a walnut. Marta laughed, which was her way of showing sympathy without admitting to any. “He’s going to buy “What’s Urtech?” “They have a targeted delivery method that works.” “What do you mean, what would that be?” “It’s new. They just got awarded the patent on it.” “Oh no.” “Oh yes.” “Oh my God. It hasn’t been validated?” “Except by the patent, and Derek’s offer to buy it, no.” “Oh myGod. Why does hedo this kind of stuff?” “Because he intends to be the CEO of the biggest pharmaceutical of all time. Like he toldPeople magazine.” “Yeah right.” Torrey Pines Generique, like most biotech start-ups, was undercapitalized, and could only afford a few |
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