He thought about this for a moment, and then it hit him. It hit Leavitt at the same time. “Good Christ.” Leavitt was already reaching for the phone. “Get Robertson,” he said. “Get him immediately.” “Incredible,” Stone said softly. “No waste. It doesn’t require growth media. It can grow in the presence of carbon, oxygen, and sunlight. Period.” “I hope we’re not too late,” Leavitt said, watching the computer console screen impatiently.
