The room erupted. Questions flew from every direction.
Catherine raised one hand. "Please."
Gradually, the noise subsided.
She looked directly into the camera. "I want to be very clear. I am not accusing BioQuant of maliciously altering the data."
She paused a beat.
"I am saying that their published conclusion depends upon a calculation that does not survive correction."
Her gaze shifted briefly toward the figures on the screen. "And before anyone tells patients that Alzheimer's can now be cured, I think we owe those patients the courtesy of getting the mathematics right."
She let out a slow breath. "This is exactly what I meant when I said we cannot give people false hope."
Her eyes moved toward the BioQuant feed.
"And the people who are going to suffer most from this aren't sitting in this room."
She paused.
