Ian’s specialty was immunoassays. His contentions: the devices fell short of the lab bench’s accuracy; there was little communication between groups; Elizabeth’s dishonesty about Theranos' capbilities.
Ian confided in Channing Robertson, who parroted to Elizabeth, who fired Ian.
But his colleagues lobbied him back in. He was in a demoted position though. Paul, previous mentee turned manager, was more compromising with the engineers.
Ian was dismayed that Elizabeth’s name was usually in 1st place on patents despite negligible scientific contribution. Rochelle, his wife, noted that this was potential reason for patents to be invalidated.
At 67, Ian didn’t think he’d find a job elsewhere. Theranos’s lawyers gave him a doctor’s note to use to get out of the deposition.
Ian committed suicide. Theranos responded to Rochelle asking for the company laptop, phone and any confidential information. No memorial service was held. Only the inner Theranos circle was informed.
At the end of this chapter, I’m all “Fuck Elizabeth!”