At ten o'clock on Monday morning, the executive boardroom of Aethelgard Therapeutics on the fourteenth floor of the Seattle BioMed Center in South Lake Union was filled with an atmosphere of profound professional triumph. Floor-to-ceiling glass framed the calm blue waters of Lake Union, where seaplanes glided toward the northern horizon. Around the oval mahogany conference table sat the ten members of Aethelgard's board of directors, accompanied by their general…
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