Neoma and Fercal's Formula

Neoma went straight to bed, taking two of the pills that would let her sleep for 12 hours. Sleep came deep and black, a dreamless thing with no light. The next morning she turned on the unit to see much the same coverage as the day before. But now the fallen man's widow had jumped into the fray, calling for a full audit. Neoma snorted. It was the sort of demand that would win public support but it would take them decades to pour over every line of the formula. Fercal's could afford it.