Grant's mouth hung open. He looked around the room, but no words came.
It was just a specimen. Not a person.
Every organ had been removed. Whatever was useful had likely been transplanted into someone else.
"Mr. Hudson, without the cord blood treatment, your daughter had no chance. She missed the critical window. She died of asphyxiation caused by intracranial hemorrhage."
The doctor's words snapped the last thread holding Grant together.
Tears erupted from his eyes. He cried until he was gagging.
Lucas was the grandson Mrs. Hudson had always wanted. And although Sophia wasn't her biological daughter, she'd raised her from childhood. The bond between them ran deep.
Under his mother's pressure, Grant had made a split-second decision. He'd driven his car into Claire.
At that moment,
