Launch Time
NeuroScan, the new company that Keith had created to handle the drug manufacturing, was a beehive of activity. A number of scientists from the old company had transferred to new jobs, but Keith also had to hire several new formulation scientists to work on scale-up issues. He was only able to do that because of the infusion of cash from McCabe.
The cash was keeping them afloat for now, but it came with a lingering sense of doom in the form of pressure to perform.
Ginesh walked into the lab, removed his coat, and sat down at the desk. He was only there a moment before he got up for coffee.
“Sleep in?” Nancy asked. “It’s almost coffee-break time.”
“Had to,” Ginesh said, and he shook his head as he poured more coffee. “Ramesh kept us up all night. I guess he didn’t feel good.
