Nadine:
I’m being serious. He’s yours.
Unknown:
Sure. Just fuck off.
Nadine:
I’ll just go after your brother for child support then.
Unknown:
Leave him out of this. I’m serious.
Nadine:
Someone’s helping to pay for this. Brooke won’t be okay with this after everything you’ve done.
There were more, but my heart was pounding in my throat as I went back up to the attachment from earlier.
It was DNA results.
I squinted but couldn’t read it.
“Apollo, do you have a larger copy of this attachment?”
“Here,” Romeo said. “It’s a bunch of mumbo jumbo to me.”
I read it, then felt my heart pound.
“Can you find out who this number is?” I asked Apollo, handing him the printout.
He read it, then started typing into his computer. “It’s Gentry’s brother, Van Kelly. Why?”
I nearly fainted.
“Do you…” I cleared my throat. “Do you happen to have any, um, DNA on Gentry?”
Apollo frowned. “No, but I can pull up the prison system.”
I nodded, feeling my head start to pound.
“What is it?” Romeo asked.
I swallowed hard. “If I am reading this correctly…Gentry isn’t the father of Dean. Gentry’s brother, Van, is.”
“Oh, fuck.”
As I walked into work that day, my feet were already dragging.
Around noon, I headed home to check on Neo, who let me actually pet him today.
I was sure that he knew that I needed the comfort.
Gentry and Dean were nowhere to be found, so I made a quick sandwich and was out the door and back to work a couple of minutes later.
Thankfully, the snow was gone, allowing me to drive back to work.
