Adam nods slowly. “He’s a chemist. His future self could steal the formula for the cure and develop it for Pharmateka.”
“Maybe, although Ken seems more worried about curing Huntington’s disease to save his mom’s life and his own. I’m not sure what his motive would be for stealing the formula.”
Adam takes off his glasses and cleans the fog off them with his shirt. “I don’t know. But it’s possible he’s been a mole in Aether, feeding Pharmateka information until Aether collapsed. He would know about all the technology his team brought back to Aether.”
I can’t argue with that logic, but I’m not sure the boy I stopped from killing himself would do all of that. I look Future-Ken up, but find that he died at thirty-eight, like he did in the other timeline. He worked for Pharmateka before that,
