Bio-Tech Headquarters - Boardroom.
The glass walled boardroom was so thick with tension that a blade could easily slice through. The long, polished mahogany table reflected the grim faces of Bio - tech’s most powerful investors, their murmurs sharp with disagreement. At the head of the table, Mr Stewart sat with his fingers crossed tightly together and his expression unreadable. To his right, Simeon leaned back in his chair with his jaw clenched tightly. To his left, Richard tapped his pen continuously against the table as his eyes scans the room like a hawk.
One of the investors, a silver haired man with a goatee and a scowl on his face, slammed his palm angrily on the table.
“This is total madness!” He barked. “We already own three skyscrapers….two of which are sitting half empty! Wha
