Raj thought that Vivek was going to fire him or make him restart the experiment. He never expected this. What Vivek was asking for was even more dreadful. They couldn't start selling the experiment. Not after what happened.
When Raj didn't respond, Vivek continued, "Just imagine what we can do with this technology. Imagine a drone that flies so fast that it's undetectable! The applications for the defence industry are endless. Those people have already heard rumors about what you're doing and are lining up to get their hands on it. Do you even know how much money we'll make? More than you've ever seen in your whole life! We'll be famous. Both of us."
Vivek looked like a maniac as he spoke. His fists clenched as he waved them around and every vein in his body pulsed.
Raj was scared. Not of the man in front of him, but of his intentions.
"Vivek, this isn't what I had in mind. I mean, the science needs to be used for peaceful purposes. We can't let it get into the wrong hands," Raj replied.
Vivek scoffed at him. "What do you mean peaceful purposes?" He spat out the word "peaceful" like it made him sick. "What peace can this bring? Who is going to pay for peace? People pay for violence. I'm not going to just leave all this money on the table. I've spent way too much already. I'm a businessman, not an idiot. I wasn't just paying so you could play with your experiment. I need to make money. I am sure you realize that. Or don't you?"
Raj didn't know what to say. Vivek was right, he supposed. Raj knew that Vivek was going to profit from his work at some point. He just didn't realize how evil his greed would make him.
Raj would never sell his work into foreign hands. He'd rather give it to his own government as a gift. Ethics were far more important than profit to him.
Vivek followed only one religion – business. If he ever had any ethics, he discarded them long ago, before he met Raj. There was a lot at stake. He wasn't going to let some pathetic morals stop him from making his money.
"I can't do it," Raj said. "I can't let you use my work to hurt people."
Vivek laughed. "Oh, and you think you have a choice? I own all your equipment. I own your results. I own every bit of work you have done here. I own you."
"Nobody owns me, especially not you. And you won't be able to make any money without my documentation." Raj stormed out of Vivek's office, slamming the door behind him.
Vivek paced back and forth in his office. He wanted to punch Raj for his naivety. How could Raj just turn on him after everything Vivek had done for him?
However, punching him would only make the situation worse. He had to be patient. Raj's determination surprised him. Now, he knew that Raj was not going to give up his results easily. He cursed himself for making the mistake of telling Raj about his plans.
'There has to a way to get the documents from Raj.'
As Raj drove home, he boiled with anger. How could Vivek even think of using his work like that? No, he would never allow it. Raj knew he could easily set up the lab again to continue with his experiment. But how could he do it without Vivek's support? Vivek would definitely never give him money again.
When Raj arrived home, Mala was surprised to see him so early, but didn't question it. Ankur had been particularly difficult that day and she was happy just to have someone else to help her.