scientists had always been an embarrassing statistic for the corporations employing them, which was the main reason scientists were watched so closely. One false move or inappropriate reaction from any scientist was often in itself grounds for termination.
James addressed his staff. “We have two months to discover a way to make the transporter profitable. Bear in mind the vast amounts of energy required to operate it and therefore the great costs involved in operating it. The financial rewards must exceed the necessary expenditures. Until a viable plan is set in place, there is no need to operate the transporter. Once we have a clear idea of how to garner profits from the transporter we can then begin a new phase of testing. Until then, all work will be done in the lower halls. I will check on your progress at 11am and 6pm every day. Access to the transporter or telescope will be granted if I deem it necessary. Until then, the lab is off limits to all personnel besides myself and the corporate officers. As it is almost eleven o’clock already, I will meet with you at 6pm tonight. Thank you.” With that, the staff convened to the lower level and James was alone with his invention. He closed the door to his lab and leaned against his desk in deep thought. It was a brilliant stroke of quick thinking to effectively banish his assistants from the lab. He now had ample time to work on his new theory at length, that is, unless one of his technicians actually came up with a workable idea sooner rather than later. He already knew what to do to make the transporter profitable but he was confident that his staff would not arrive at the same conclusion that he had for quite some time. He didn't immediately tamper with the transporter or the telescope. His theory was so groundbreaking that it left him somewhat unsure of himself. If he didn’t think of every detail and factor in every possible variable, the outcome would most certainly be catastrophic. He plugged his display into his right temple, and immediately, all the equations he thought of showed on it. He checked every one of them over the next hour until he was confident they were correct. He unplugged the display and wiped the memory clean. He ate the required lunch along with all the recommended supplements and then began fabricating some of the hardware necessary for the new modification. Normally, the specs for the hardware were sent downstairs and it would all be fabricated by the manufa cturing department. James couldn't risk anyone stumbling upon his discovery and so he was forced to design and build it all himself. He worked feverishly over the next several hours with the knowledge that he could finish with the new modification before day’s end.
As he worked, his thoughts dwelled upon Margaret. She must have handled the sweep well enough because it was now almost 3pm and he was still alive. James had always suspected there were others like him self who were cunning enough to hide their true selves. He was proven correct two years ago when the corporation set-up his domicile mate. He couldn’t have been more fortunate in their choice of partner. Margaret initiated the first sexual contact. She was well aware of the ramifications had he not the desire to reciprocate. They had lived in constant fear of being found out but now they had something even more serious to contend with. Just three weeks ago, Margaret had given birth to a child. James had delivered the child himself. The boy was well hidden within their domicile but keeping the noise levels undetectable was a little harder to deal with. James had fabricated a floating wall that stood just two feet from the existing wall in their bedroom. This meant that their 12”x12” bedroom was now 12”x10”. The baby’s room was just 2”x10” but it was enough for now. The interior of the baby’s room was somewhat soundproofed since there was just no way to keep its noise levels adequately low. The crying