Chapter 29 The Ghost Of Lin Pharmaceuticals

• The name *Dr. Alistair Finch* hung in the air, a key turning in a lock we hadn't even known existed. The architect had a face. The hunt could begin in earnest.
• But as Vance mobilized her team, issuing sharp commands to track the black sedan and secure the private lab, I felt a different kind of ghost stir in the room. It was the ghost of my father.
• *Charles Lin.* A brilliant pharmacologist. A terrible businessman. A man who believed good science would always find a way, a philosophy that died a brutal death in the cutthroat arena of New York biotech.