In fact； there had been discussion of cloning dinosaurs in the technical literature as far back as 1982。 With each passing year； the manipulation of DNA had grown easier。 Genetic material had already been extracted from Egyptian mummies； and from the hide of a quagga； a zebra…like African animal that had bee extinct in the 1880s。 By 1985； it seemed possible that quagga DNA might be reconstituted； and a new animal grown。 If so； it would be the first creature brought back from extinction solely by reconstruction of its DNA。 If that was possible； what else was also possible？ The mastodon？ The saber…toothed tiger？ The dodo？
Or even a dinosaur？
Of course； no dinosaur DNA was known to exist anywhere in the world。 But by grinding up large quantities of dinosaur bones it might be possible to extract fragments of DNA。 Formerly it was thought that fossilization eliminated all DNA。 Now that was recognized as untrue。 If enough DNA fragments were recovered； it might be possible to clone a living animal。
Back in 1982； the technical problems had seemed daunting。 But there was no theoretical barrier。 It was merely difficult； expensive； and unlikely to work； Yet it was certainly possible； if anyone cared to try。
InGen had apparently decided to try。
〃What they have done；〃 Dodgson said； 〃is build the greatest single tourist attraction in the history of the world。 As you know； zoos are extremely popular。 Last year； more Americans visited zoos than all professional baseball and football games bined。 And the Japanese love zoos…there are fifty zoos in Japan； and more being built。 And for this zoo； InGen can charge whatever they want； Two thousand dollars a day； ten thousand dollars a day 。 。 。 And then there is the merchandising。 The picture books； T…shirts； video games； caps； stuffed toys； ic books； and pets。〃
〃Pets？〃
〃Of course。 If InGen can make full…size dinosaurs； they can also make pygmy dinosaurs as household pets。 What child won't want a little dinosaur as a pet？ A little patented animal for their very own。 InGen will sell millions of them。 And InGen will engineer them so that these pet dinosaurs can only eat InGen pet food。 。 。 。〃
〃Jesus；〃 somebody said。
〃Exactly；〃 Dodgson said。 〃The zoo is the centerpiece of an enormous enterprise。〃
〃You said these dinosaurs will be patented？〃
〃Yes。 Genetically engineered animals can now be patented。 The Supreme Court ruled on that in favor of Harvard in 1987。 InGen will own its dinosaurs； and no one else can legally make them。〃
〃What prevents us from creating our own dinosaurs？〃 someone said。
〃Nothing； except that they have a five…year start。 It'll be almost impossible to catch up before the end of the century。〃
He paused。 〃Of course； if we could obtain examples of their dinosaurs； we could reverse engineer them and make our own； with enough modifications in the DNA to evade their patents。〃
〃Can we obtain examples of their dinosaurs？〃
Dodgson paused。 〃I believe we can； yes。〃
Somebody cleared his throat。 〃There wouldn't be anything illegal about it。 。 。 。〃
〃Oh no；〃 Dodgson said quickly。 〃Nothing illegal。 I'm talking about a legitimate source of their DNA。 A disgruntled employee； or some trash improperly disposed of； something like that。〃
〃Do you have a legitimate source； Dr。 Dodgson？〃
〃I do；〃 Dodgson said。 〃But I'm afraid there is some urgency to the decision； because InGen is experiencing a small crisis； and my source will have to act within the next twenty…four hours。〃
A long silence descended over the room。 The men looked at the secretary； taking notes； and the tape recorder on the table in front of her。
〃I don't see the need for a formal resolution on this；〃 Dodgson said。 〃Just a sense of the room； as to whether you feel I should proceed。 。 。 。〃
Slowly the heads nodded。
Nobody spoke。 Nobody went on record。 They just nodded silently。
〃Thank you for ing； gentlemen；〃 Dodgson said。 〃I'll take it from here。〃
Airport
Lewis Dodgson entered the coffee shop in the departure building of the San Francisco airport and looked around quickly。 His man was already there； waiting at the counter。 Dodgson sat down next to him and placed the briefcase on the floor between them。
〃You're late； pal；〃 the man said。 He looked at the straw hat Dodgson was wearing and laughed。 〃What is this supposed to be； a disguise？〃
〃You never know；〃 Dodgson said； suppressing his anger。 For six months； Dodgson had patiently cultivated this man； who had grown more obnoxious and arrogant with each meeting。 But there was nothing Dodgson could do about tbat…both men knew exactly what the stakes were。
Bioengineered DNA was； weight for weight； the most valuable material in the world。 A single microscopic bacterium； too small to see with the naked eye； but containing the genes for a heart…attack enzyme； streptokinase； or for 〃ice…minus；〃 which prevented frost damage to crops； might be worth five billion dollars to the right buyer。
And that fact of life had created a bizarre new world of industrial espionage。 Dodgson was especially skilled at it。 In 1987； he convinced a disgruntled geneticist to quit Cetus for Biosyn； and take five strains of engineered bacteria with her。 The geneticist simply put a drop of each on the fingernails of one hand； and walked out the door。
But InGen presented a tougher challenge。 Dodgson wanted more than bacterial DNA； he wanted frozen embryos； and he knew InGen guarded its embryos with the most elaborate security measures。 To obtain them； he needed an InGen employee who had access to the embryos； who was willing to steal them； and who could defeat the security。 Such a person was not easy to find。
Dodgson had finally located a susceptible InGen employee earlier in the year。 Although this particular person had no access to genetic material； Dodgson kept up the contact； meeting the man monthly at Carlos and Charlie's in Silicon Valley； helping him in small ways。 And now that InGen was inviting contractors and advisers to visit the island； it was the moment that Dodgson had been waiting for…because it meant his man would have access to embryos。
〃Let's get down to it；〃 the man said。 〃I've got ten minutes before my flight；〃
〃You want to go over it again？〃 Dodgson said。
〃Hell no； Dr。 Dodgson；〃 the man said。 〃I want to see the damn money。〃
Dodgson flipped the latch on the briefcase and opened it a few inches。 The man glanced down casually。 〃That's all of it？〃
〃That's half of it。 Seven hundred fifty thousand dollars。〃
〃Okay。 Fine。〃 The man turned away； drank his coffee。 〃That's fine； Dr。 Dodgson。〃
Dodgson quickly locked the briefcase。 〃That's for all fifteen species； you remember。〃
〃I remember。 Fifteen species； frozen embryos。 And how am I going to transport them？〃
Dodgson handed the man a large can of Gillette Foamy shaving cream。
〃That's it？〃
〃That's it。〃
〃They may check my luggage。 。 。 。〃
Dodgson shrugged。 〃Press the top；〃 he said。
The man pressed it； and white shaving cream puffed into his hand。 〃Not bad。〃 He wiped the foam on the edge of his plate。 〃Not bad。〃
〃The can's a little heavier than usual； is all。〃 Dodgson's technical team had been assembling it around the clock for the last two days。 Quickly he showed him how it worked。
〃How much coolant gas is inside？〃
〃Enough for thirty…six hours。 The embryos have to be back in San José by then。〃
〃That's up to your guy in the boat；〃 the man said。 〃Better make sure he has a portable cooler on board。〃
〃I'll do that；〃 Dodgson said。
〃And let's just review the bidding。 。 。 。〃
〃The deal is the same；〃 Dodgson said。 〃Fifty thousand on delivery of each embryo。 If they're viable； an additional fifty thousand each。〃
〃That's fine。 Just make sure you have the boat waiting at the east dock of the island； Friday night。 Not the north dock； Where the big supply boats arrive。 The east dock。 It's a small utility dock。 You got that？〃
〃I got it；〃 Dodgson said。 〃When will you be back in San José？〃
〃Probably Sunday。〃 The man pushed away from the counter。
Dodgson fretted。 〃You're sure you know how to work the…〃
〃I know