And you've made no real progress in stimulating the male pathways, correct?"
"No, we haven't. After our breakthrough with females last year we've focused on that. It is disappointing that this treatment will only be available to women, but it's still a significant step forward, I believe, in the management of muscle wasting diseases."
"Yes, I'm sure," He paused and looked over his file.
"Dr. Galloway, allow me to be frank. You'd like to be entering early human trials with this female muscle stimulant. This is an extremely expensive undertaking, as you well know and will require a significant portion of Sementex's resources. With that in mind, I'm afraid the numbers simply don't add up. Even if everything works out perfectly, and you'll agree with me that never happens at this stage of a drug's development, after years and literally millions of dollars, FMG will be left with a product that has a limited market at best addressing only a small segment of muscle wasting diseases, and only in women. Now if the product worked on both genders we'd be looking at significant revenues from the sports supplementation side but honestly, no one cares about women's sports and performance."
"But there are other potential uses as well, Dr. Sullivan," Alison interjected with a note of panic in her voice. "As a treatment for anorexia, or to stave off sarcopenia to add years of productive life to millions of elderly women."
Mike closed the file folder on his desk. "I'm afraid it's not enough to make it a good bet for us. We're going to have to cancel your project. You'll be reassigned to work in Dr. Peterson's lab. He's working on a treatment for female sexual dysfunction, your experience in the female hormone pathways will prove invaluable there. We want you to take the next few weeks to wrap up your work and clean out the lab, then you'll be assigned to Dr. Peterson permanently."
Alison was stunned. Her mouth moved, but no words would come. She knew she was going to have to fight to get a proper financing to move ahead with her work, but ... shutting her down?? She'd never anticipated that. This was her life's work! How could they? She wouldn't allow it! Mousy Alison, for perhaps the first time in her life was shaking with rage. And assigning her to work under Peterson? Peterson was a moron and a pig, he was the joke of Sementex, and he was going to be her boss??
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