Human experimentation in medicine -- Fiction; Suspense fiction
To look at him, though, you'd never suspect. At sixty-seven he was
still trim and athletic, confident even cocky, with a full head of
steel dark hair and probing eyes that instantly appraised whatever they
caught in their gaze. He played handball at a private health club near
his Gramercy Park mansion for an hour every other morning and he
routinely defeated men half his age, including Grant Hampton. Remaining
a player in every sense of the term was the main reason he enjoyed
flying his M-D chopper, even though his license had been lapsed for
eight years. It was the perfect embodiment of his lust for life. As he
never failed to point out, his lifelong business success wasn't bad for
a City College grad with a bachelor's degree in Oriental art history.
He had gotten this far because he wanted success enough to make it
happen.
He'd started out in New York real estate, but for the last twenty years
he had concentrated on buying up small, under- priced medical-device
manufacturers with valuable patents and weak bottom lines. He
dismantled some of the companies and sold off the pieces, always for
more than he'd paid for the whole. Others he restructured with new
management, and when a profitable turnaround was in sight, he took them
public or sold them to a major player like Johnson & Johnson. The
potential winners, though, the ones with promising pipelines of medical
devices or drugs whose FDA approval was imminent, he relocated here at
the BMD campus in northern New Jersey.
But competition was fierce, and the bigger players like Merck and J&J
had limitless research capital. They could write off dead ends a lot
easier. Thus it was that five years ago, when his pipeline was drying
up, Winston Bartlett took the biggest gamble of his life. He acquired a
cash-strapped new start-up called the Gerex Corporation, whose head
scientist was at the cutting edge of stem cell research. Karl Van de
Vliet, M.D., Ph.D., had just had his funding terminated and his
laboratory at Stanford University closed after a political flap by
right-wingers.
Bartlett had moved Van de Vliet here to New Jersey and poured millions
into his stem cell efforts, bleeding BMD's working capital white and
racking up 85 million in short-term debt just to keep the rest of the
company afloat. Now, though, the gamble was paying off. This month
Gerex was winding up stage-three clinical trials for the National
Institutes of Health. These trials validated a revolutionary procedure
that changed the rules of everything known about healing the human
body. Already his CFO, Grant Hampton, was heading a negotiating team
hammering out a deal with the British biotech conglomerate Cambridge
Pharmaceuticals to sell them a 49 percent stake in Gerex. Over 650
million in cash and stock were on the table, and there were escalators,
depending on the results of the trials now under way.
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