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Curt Steiger
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I sat at my desk reviewing documents, but couldn’t focus. I was concerned about my wife’s recent behavior. I always doubted Lana’s emotional fidelity, but until recently, had never worried about physical disloyalty.
A few weeks ago, we went to a professional networking event in the French Concession. It was a casual affair. But Lana was suspiciously overdressed in her cocktail dress. Meanwhile everyone else wore shorts since it was hot.
The mixer was crowded, but we found seats. At first, Lana chatted with people. But within the hour she stood up and bolted for the door.
Initially I didn’t analyze Lana’s departure. I figured she went outside for fresh air, because cigarette smoke always bothered her. However, after an hour I became concerned. I texted her, but received no response.
When I got home, Peter was the only breathing creature in my apartment. Two hours later, Lana surfaced and claimed she went to a café to read her book.
Stressing about my wife’s erratic behavior was interfering with my concentration. So I got up and went to my partner’s office.
“Ben, I’m concerned about our drug tests. After months of trials, the results aren’t good enough.”
“I see,” Ben responded. His eyes narrowed with a gleam of displeasure.
“The goal is to entice a large pharmaceutical company to purchase our program with an up-front payment of $60 million. Plus, milestone payments totaling $300 million and 15% royalties upon commercialization. Then by selling this program, our company’s stock will increase.”
“Yes, since you own 5% of this company’s shares, you can sell your stock and make millions.”
“I’ll make $25 million,” I said with measured enthusiasm.
“Sure, but only if there are positive results,” Ben reminded me.
“Okay,” I agreed.
“Figure out a way to fix it,” Ben ordered.