"Sure."
"How do you handle it? The attention. The pressure. Everything moving so fast."
Interesting question. Caitlin was brilliant but Barry suspected she'd never experienced this kind of spotlight. Her research was important but not publicly visible.
"I focus on the work," Barry said. "The attention is noise. What matters is whether the technology actually helps people."
"That's a good answer." Caitlin sounded thoughtful. "I'll let you get back to your day. Congratulations again."
They hung up. Barry noted the conversation in his mental file on Caitlin. She was curious about him. Interested beyond just professional collaboration. That could develop into something later if he navigated carefully.
Another piece on the board. Another relationship to manage.
Barry spent the afternoon handling business calls and emails. The volume was overwhelming even with Gideon's help. Every major player in energy storage wanted a piece of his technology.
By 6:00 PM, Barry had closed three more contracts. Combined value: $287 million over two years.
His company valuation was climbing rapidly. The Forbes article had accelerated everything. Within weeks, he'd likely cross the billion-dollar threshold.
Barry closed his laptop and sat back, processing the day. Everything was happening faster than even his optimized projections predicted. The media exposure was working. Companies were desperate for his technology. Money was flooding in.
But with growth came complications. Legal issues. Tax implications. Regulatory oversight. All of it requiring careful navigation.
His phone buzzed. Text from an unknown number.
"Impressive article, Mr. Allen. You're becoming quite visible. That's smart. Makes it harder for people like me to act quietly. Well played. - A.W."
Amanda Waller. Acknowledging Barry's strategy. Confirming what he'd suspected. The publicity was protecting him from ARGUS intervention.
For now.
Barry didn't respond. Just filed the message away as evidence that his approach was working.
He stood and walked to his window. Looked out at Central City. The sun was setting. Office buildings lit up against the darkening sky. Millions of people going about their lives. None of them knowing what was coming in fourteen months.
The particle accelerator would explode. Meta-humans would emerge. The world would change forever.
And Barry Allen would be at the center of it. Not by accident. By design. By preparation so thorough that destiny became a variable he controlled.
His phone rang one more time. Wells again.
"Barry, sorry to call so late. Quick question about the particle accelerator energy distribution protocols. Are you available tomorrow to review some refinements?"
"Morning or afternoon?"
"Morning works better. Nine AM?"
"I'll be there."
Barry hung up and made a mental note. Wells was keeping him close. Integrated. Observable. The scientist's suspicion hadn't faded. If anything, the Forbes article had probably intensified it.
'How does a twenty-three-year-old develop revolutionary battery technology in months?' Wells would be asking. 'Where did the knowledge come from? What's the real explanation?'
Questions Barry couldn't answer truthfully. Which meant maintaining the facade perfectly. No slips. No revelations. Just exceptional intelligence applied with impressive dedication.
Sustainable for now. But increasingly difficult as his accomplishments piled up.
Barry would need to be more careful. More deliberate. The spotlight was protection but also exposure.
Every move mattered now. Every word. Every demonstration of capability.
Because the wrong revelation at the wrong time could unravel everything.
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*Across town, in a secure ARGUS facility.*
Amanda Waller sat in her office, reading the Forbes article for the third time.
Her deputy, Agent Roberts, stood waiting for her assessment.
"He's playing this perfectly," Waller said finally. "The media exposure protects him from covert action. Makes him too visible to disappear quietly."
"Should we back off?" Roberts asked.
"No. But we adjust approach." Waller set down the article. "Barry Allen is either enhanced, augmented, or has access to knowledge he shouldn't possess. Normal humans don't develop this kind of technology this quickly."
"What's the next move?"
"Deep background investigation. Financial forensics. Find the shell companies. Trace the money. Identify any irregularities in his timeline." Waller leaned back in her chair. "And increase surveillance. I want to know everywhere he goes. Everyone he talks to. Everything he's building."
"That's extensive resources for one target."
"This isn't just one target. This is someone who might become a meta-human threat or a significant asset." Waller's expression hardened. "Either way, I need to know what he's capable of before he becomes unmanageable."
Roberts nodded. "I'll coordinate with field teams."
When he left, Waller pulled up Barry's file on her computer. Photos. Background information. Financial records. Employment history.
All of it looked normal on the surface. But Waller had learned to see beneath surfaces. And beneath Barry Allen's exceptional-but-human exterior, something else was happening.
Something that didn't fit standard patterns.
She'd figure it out eventually. She always did.
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