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I don't say anything else until I'm in the safety of my room with the door locked behind me. This has gotten completely out of control! It's like I'm utterly helpless around them--and I amnothelpless!

With clenched fists, I contemplate heading to the gym to take out some of my frustrations. The thought of Caleb or the other two finding me there and inviting themselves in stops me, though. I need to avoid them in any personal setting if I have any hope of regaining control of this situation. Being alone with any of them... it's a recipe for disaster.

Desperate for some sort of distraction, I choose to make good on my word. I'll find work to do. What's less sexy than research, am I right? Grabbing my laptop, I sit down at the little desk they included in the room and get to it. It's time to find out just how much danger these business moguls could be in.

Obviously, their field is controversial enough to compel people to attack them on live television. Who knows how far they'll go to get at them again. But not if I can help it.

I open my laptop and begin my quest to unveil the hidden secrets of the enigmatic business moguls. The clickety-clack of the keyboard fills the room as I immerse myself in a deep dive of research, determined to unearth every detail, every connection that could potentially help me protect them more effectively.

First, Caleb Carter. The oldest of the trio, he exudes a sense of danger that both intrigues and unnerves me. His empire spans across stem-cell research and, more specifically, the development of agriculture, making him a prime target for those seeking to exploit his knowledge or disrupt his networks. Not to mention the largest farming and food corporations around the world either want to work with him or destroy him.

Rumors abound of rival companies attempting corporate espionage, desperate to gain an edge over BioCore Solutions. But there's something more beneath the surface.

Next is Jackson Harris, the regenerative medicine genius who runs what is perhaps the most controversial section of the three. It doesn't help that he's admitted his passion for disrupting traditional industries. He believes in pushing the boundaries of science and challenging societal norms, which has earned him both admiration and enemies.

Jackson's revolutionary ideas and groundbreaking advancements in regenerative medicine have sparked a fierce backlash from various pharmaceutical companies. They view his work as a threat to their profits, fearing that the widespread adoption of regenerative medicine could render many of their products obsolete.

Finally, there's Leo Thompson, the genetics prodigy who has manufactured some of the most cutting-edge technology in genetic engineering. Leo's brilliance in the field has not gone unnoticed, and with his advancements come a myriad of ethical concerns. The ethics surrounding genetic engineering have always been a contentious topic, and Leo's work pushes those boundaries to their limits. He has been accused of playing God, and many fear the unforeseen consequences.

As I dive deeper into the labyrinthine world of their businesses, I come across whispers of conspiracies, government interference, and secret alliances. It seems that each mogul possesses knowledge or technology that could reshape industries or topple powerful figures.

"And yet they're delusional enough to believe that they aren't in any danger whatsoever," I mutter in disbelief.

My fingers dance across the keys, my eyes scanning through countless articles, forums, and obscure websites. I find myself lost in a labyrinth of information, like a detective peeling back layer after layer of a complex web of intrigue. It's exhilarating and overwhelming all at once.

As I dig deeper, I discover that these moguls are not just ordinary businessmen; they are orchestrators of power and influence on a global scale. They truly are the most impressive figures in modern times.

However, the deeper I dig, a pattern emerges. A series of leaked documents and confidential information has plagued BioCore Solutions over the past few years, putting each of the men's research at risk.

"No... no fucking way," I breathe, shocked.

My fingers dance across the keyboard, my eyes scanning line after line of search results. The screen flickers with articles and forum threads discussing the leaks, speculating on motives and possible culprits. I dive into each piece of information with fervor, determined to connect the dots that could lead me to the truth.

And then I stumble upon it—a thread buried deep within the dark corners of the internet. A username that goes by the monikerShadowXclaims to have insider information on BioCore Solutions. Intrigued yet cautious, I click on the thread and the screen fills with an array of words written in a stark black font against a blood-red background.

"Holy. Fucking. Shit."

What the hell is this?

The anonymous poster claims to be a former employee of BioCore Solutions, tormented by guilt for his involvement in something much darker than he initially realized. My heart quickens as I read his chilling words—an account detailing the existence of a clandestine group within the company called "Project Prometheus."

According toShadowX, this covert operation was allegedly formed with the intention of weaponizing BioCore's cutting-edge biotechnology.

The guys weaponizing their work? I don't believe it. Not for a damn second.

"What the hell is going on here?" I hiss angrily.

I jump into the BioCore servers with my security card and scan through the employee history--only to discover that the only former employees left because they had passed away. All of them were over the age of sixty--meaning a former employee leaking anything is impossible.

It has to be a current employee.

I lean back, staring at the screen as everything clicks. "We have a mole!”

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CALEB

"Excuse me, Mr. Carter?" a voice calls from the other side of the door.

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