“You must be a really brilliant man.”
He slowly turned his gaze back to the computer. “So, no, I’m not like other pharmaceutical conglomerates, the ones that raise prices on the sick so they can’t afford their insulin and die on the street. I’m not interested in hooking people on drugs they don’t need and making them sicker than they already were. I’m interested in what actually works, what actually helps people.” He turned his gaze back to me, his gaze ironclad, like a king who had just slammed the tip of his sword into the ground.
I was good at reading people, but I’d totally misread him. “That’s something to be really proud of, Deacon.”
That compliment didn’t seem to mean anything to him either. He dropped his arms and closed the lid of his laptop, the very one I’d brought to him a few days ago.
“When did you know you wanted to be a doctor?”
“Always.” He grabbed his beer and took a drink. “I need to get back to work, Cleo.”
I knew the conversation was over, and if I wanted to know more, I’d have to Google him. “Have a good evening, Deacon.”
I did something I never did.
I Googled my client.
When I typed in Deacon Hamilton into Google, there were thousands of hits, tons of articles about his company and his research.
There was one article at the top with a headline that caught my attention. World-Renowned Researcher Deacon Hamilton Finds Effective Way to Slow Spread of Lung Cancer Without Surgical Intervention.
I clicked on the article and scanned it, but most of it was in language I couldn’t understand. I clicked on other things, finding YouTube videos of him on talk shows, giving speeches at the International Biotechnology Symposium, and a keynote speech he gave at a recent Harvard commencement ceremony.
People called him the most brilliant mind of the twenty-first century.
And he also won a Nobel Prize…at the age of twenty-nine.
I felt guilty for not recognizing his name, for not being more patient with him in our interactions.
Now I really had to help this man.
He was saving humanity.
Saving him was the least I could do.
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