Chapter 5

His pupils shrank in an instant.

"This is..." one of the interns blurted out, his voice trembling with disbelief.

But before he could finish, Frank shot him a look that could kill, and the intern swallowed his words, clamping his mouth shut.

Frank's lips trembled. He looked at the tiny fetus, then at Jonathan, frozen like a statue, and his eyes welled up with tears.

In that moment, it all made sense.

Clatter.

The cold tissue scissors slipped from Jonathan's stiff hand and hit the floor, the sound ringing out—sharp and solitary.

That sound flipped a switch inside him.

In…