Chapter Nine
Cassie rubbed her forehead, trying to erase the dizziness from watching so many DNA profiles flash in front of her face.
"You know you don't have to watch them, right?" Issac asked, leaning against the door.
"Yes," she responded. "But I've never seen the process before." And it fascinated her to see how the program lined everything up only to have it disappear seconds later, dismissed for not being the right fit.
"Ah, you're that kind of person."
"I'm what?" She turned to look at him properly.
He looked far too relaxed for the situation they were in. Almost like it didn't matter to him that they were in such a high-pressure situation.
"You're the kind of person who wants to do all this for a love of science. And answers. It's not about the murder, it's about you learnin
