Jake
The words on Sophia’s screen made my stomach turn.
PATERNAL LINEAGE CORRELATION: 99.9%
REFERENCE PROFILE: STEELE, J.
My name.
My genetic profile.
Attached to Emma’s pregnancy.
“Tell me how,” I said.
Nobody answered immediately.
Emma stood beside me at the marble island, one hand resting protectively over her stomach. She looked pale, but not panicked. That almost made it worse. Three weeks ago, she’d stumbled into my shop bloody and terrified. Now some bastard was using my name to turn her escape into another lie.
Dr. Chen adjusted her glasses and leaned closer to the screen.
“This isn’t a legitimate paternity test.”
“We established that,” I said. “I want to know how my DNA ended up anywhere near Emma’s bloodwork.”
Sophia was already digging through the audit trail. “Give
