Andre’s irritation softened slightly as he murmured, “Very well. I can allocate some cutting- edge experimental therapeutics that are unavailable on the open market.
“However, I will not tolerate further delays.
“Within two months, I expect to see the Sinclair technology sitting on my laboratory bench, understood!”
A manic fanaticism flared in Andre’s tone.
He cared nothing for the commercial value of the Sinclair battery cell.
His obsession centered entirely on the high–frequency blue electromagnetic pulse generated during that prototype detonation.
That raw pulse data was the prize he sought.
When Keller Group first identified the prototype, they had forwarded classified footage, and Andre had spotted the microsecond electromagnetic discharge immediately.
While the engineering community viewed that instantaneous surge as a structural failure, Andre recognized its revolutionary potential.
That immense energy burst, once stepped down through clinical attenuation, could provide controlled, non–destructive bio–electric stimulation.
Which would finally bring his grand theoretical design to life.
He had long envisioned an implantable micro–pulse generator capable of safe, chronic electro–stimulation to reverse cardiovascular decay.
Decades of trials had failed to replicate such compact energy density, until the Sinclair prototype offered a blinding ray of hope.
That was the sole reason he had consented to collude with the Kellers.
Otherwise, with his peerless academic standing and corporate partnerships with Ascent Dynamics‘ board, why would he ever dance to the tune of a regional syndicate like the Kellers?
He wouldn’t have spared them a second glance.
Hearing his commitment, Preston bowed into the receiver, “Of course, of course! Thank you so much, Professor!”
Showering him with gratitude, Preston disconnected the call.
A triumphant smirk surfaced across his face.
With clinical marvels gifted by Professor An olive branch?
How could Steven Wayne possibly refuse his


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