Chapter Twenty-Seven
‘Did Freeman ever give you his code?’ DC said.
The question caught Sophia by surprise. ‘Code?’
‘The one Cecilia was trying to get out of you in Denver,’ he said.
‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ she said.
DC rolled his eyes. ‘It’s just us here. I already know.’
‘He never actually kept the whole code,’ she said. ‘Just the chromosomal location. Unless he was stupid enough to trust you with the number.’
‘He wasn’t,’ DC said.
‘It was the code for a Phoenix virus, wasn’t it?’ Sophia said.
DC nodded.
‘Which one?’ she asked.
He didn’t look at her, and instead seemed to focus on a stray newspaper.
‘Your one,’ he said. ‘Freeman told me it was an inherited endogenous retrovirus. Integrated into your DNA. Denton believed it was passed down from your grandfath
