Chapter 72 Theories and Patterns

Chase Darwin sat in his swivel chair, peering out of the window to the grounds below. He wasn't looking at anything or anyone in particular. He was deep in thought. “From what I can understand from this anonymous message, I think the person is trying to say that Cara’s baby wasn't the only baby you had out there, Mr. Darwin.” Chase's blue eyes cut towards her so sharply, it nearly left a tear in the air. “Are you saying there's a lab out there just manufacturing babies with my DNA—” He didn't finish that statement, because something that he had not ever considered before, now bloomed in his mind. Wait a fucking minute. An image of a bunch of dead doctors found in a bunker under the Panorama tower flashed through his mind. And that was the same day Cara had tried to kill Mirabel and get him to sign some sham marriage document. “Spencer.” He straightened up from his chair, “Get me the details of the scene from the Panorama Tower bunker. Identities of the dead doctors, information