Marisol
Kade and I talked, and it was now time for me to step up and get him the information he needed to take my dad down. And that started with getting him to confess to altering the DNA test and getting a recording of it. He was never a fan of helping me, so I knew that the best route to take was to make this about him.
I opened the voice recorder app on my phone and tucked it into my back pocket then went to find him. He’d been spending more and more time in his office lately, so I was pretty sure that would be where he was, and I was right. I took a deep breath and gave myself an internal pep talk before I knocked and waited for his cue to enter.
“Come in!” he barked. It was like he knew it was me, so he already was annoyed and full of attitude.
I plastered on
