harge. No opening t

om the stranger and taken cheek swabs from her sleeping children. Now, she was driving to a disc

echnician, the vials feeling

dy despite the tremor in her gut. "Start with a prelimin

t a second thought. The cost was nothin

s of that night, searching for a face, a voice, anything. But there was o

hanged his IV bag, her fingers brushing against his skin. She couldn't stop herself from studying his face again, tracing the lin

he tried to distract herself, playing a board game with the k

n the afternoon

ave your prelimin

into her throat

lope. She didn't even wait to get back to the house. She tore it open in the car, her hand

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ed at the

they teach in high school biology, screamed the answer at her. Two parents with A and O blood types cou

ntifically

't thei

wave of something cold and hollow washed over her. Disappointment. It was

ntment came a different feeli

resemblance was a trick of the light, a projection of her own desperate desire for a

is is Chloe Foster. You can cancel the full DNA

, the kids swarme

son asked, his eyes search

g for the hope she was about to extinguish. "No, sweetie, he's not," she said ge

specially Miles and Lily's. But Mason, ever the pragma

anged. The intense, personal fear was gone, replaced by professional concern. He was no longer a mystery tied to her trauma; he w

de, sponging his forehead with a cool cloth, administering medication. In his fevered ramblings, sh

ver had broken. He

t and a promise of pizza for dinner and drove to a large department store in the next town over. She ne

her eyes were drawn to a wall of massive flat-screen t

screen: "STERLING ENTERPRISES CEO AIDAN STERLIN

orate headshot. A man with dark hair, a s

was

ying in h

ful music, the chatter of shoppers-faded into a dull roar. She had not saved some random car crash victim. She had saved