wish you a long future and much success at Elgen Incorporated.â
C oonradtâs breakthrough in magnetism didnât cure cancer or win a Nobel Prize, even though he was nominated for one. It did make the Elgen Corporation hundreds of millions of dollars.
During the apex of their growth, the Elgenâs CEO, a man named Briton Hill, died unexpectedly, and the board immediately set to work searching for a new leader. They ended up hiring away the CEO of an upstart pharmaceutical company, an ambitious young MIT graduate named Charles James Hatch.
Eight months previous to the change in leadership, Welchâs boss, Patrick, had retired and Welch became the acting head of Elgen security.
Welch never forgot the first day he met Hatch. He was called into the new Elgen CEOâs office for an introduction.
âCome in. Sit down,â Hatch said forcefully.
Welch sat down uncomfortably in one of the two leather chairs in front of the CEOâs desk.
âSo youâre our head of security,â Hatch said, staring at him intensely.
âYes, sir.â
âDo we need security?â
âYes, sir.â
Hatch smiled. âI would expect you to say that. In fact, I would have been disappointed if youâd answered to the contrary.â
âYes, sir.â
âWould you like a drink?â
âNo, sir. I donât drink.â
âWeâll fix that,â Hatch said.
He stood and walked over to a decanter filled with an amber liquid and poured himself a glass. Then another. âAnd why is it that we need security? Industrial espionage?â
âYes, sir.â
âHow long have you been here?â
âSeven years, sir.â
âAnd during that time, Mr. Welch, have you stopped anyone from stealing our patents?â
âI donât know, sir. Deterrence canât always be measured.â
âGood answer,â Hatch said, smiling. âGood answer.â He stood in front of Welch and stared at him for nearly a minute without speaking. Welch had never met anyone like Hatch before. He was already starting to dislike his new boss.
âDavid L. Welch. Youâve had a rocky childhood, in and out of foster homes, bad friends, delinquency and crime. Still, you somehow turned your life around and went to college to study criminal science. I can see why. We often become what we hate in order to take away our fear of it.â He took a drink. âBut then you dropped out to work here. Good career move?â
âI thought so at the time,â Welch said.
âAnd you donât now?â
âThat depends.â
âOn what?â
âOn whether or not youâre going to fire me.â
Hatch looked at him for a moment, then laughed. âIâm not going to fire you. Thereâd be a mutiny. Youâre beloved hereâpractically an icon. And yes, of course, Elgen Inc. needs security. And, as we grow, that need will grow. And you, Mr. Welch, your salary and your future will grow with it.â He leaned forward and looked intently into Welchâs eyes. â If you are loyal.â He held out the second drink. âNow drink with me, sir.â
Welch just looked at the glass.
âItâs not polite to turn down a gesture of friendship. That wouldnât be loyal, would it?â
Welch took the glass.
âTo your future with the Elgen,â Hatch said. âIâve a feeling itâs going to be a wild ride.â
âTo the future,â Welch said. He lifted the glass, paused, then took a drink. The ride had begun.
H atch was an expert at manipulation. He was continually grooming Welch, testing his loyalty and rewarding or punishing him accordingly. After the disaster with the MEI, when Hatch was fired as CEO, Welch was the first person he called into his office.
âI want you to hear this from me first,â Hatch said bitterly. âIâve been removed as Elgen CEO. Theyâve replaced me with an