Personal Protection by A.R. Moler
Chapter 1
“After the most recent events, the board of directors and I have decided you need protection while the police investigate who’s behind the threats,” Dr. Caldwell said.
Dr. Caldwell, my boss and CEO of Florence Scientific, stood with his back to the door of the small conference room. The man was a generation older than me and known for demanding full commitment from his personnel. Crack the whip, nose to the grindstone and all that. That was fine, I was a workaholic with very little social life. Spending sixty-plus hours most weeks working on a drug that showed promise in dramatically slowing Alzheimer’s was consuming my existence and the last few weeks had been even worse because now I was getting death threats. Caldwell opened the door and an
