Chapter Sixteen
One week later...
She sighed and pushed the laptop away from her. No matter how many times she looked at the same thing, the results didn't change.
"What's up?" Issac asked, putting a cup of tea down and pulled up one of the other wheelie chairs to look at the various things all over her desk. While she might not officially work with them, the three of them were acting as if they did.
"When I look at our blood samples, they're still doing the same thing. I can see the minute differences in mine, Zack, and Hadrian's, but yours doesn't change at all."
"Show me?"
"Do you understand it?"
He chuckled. "No. But sometimes a fresh pair of eyes is all you need."
She sighed and turned the laptop screen to face him. "See these tiny specks here?" She pointed to them on th
