Strands of Truth

“The sedative's almost gone. He'll wake any minute,” Gareth warned, voice low.

Sloane nodded once, certainty settling inside her like a quiet drumbeat, even though the DNA test had yet to be run.

The dose that would have kept an ordinary man unconscious for more than two hours had held him only thirty minutes. His body, like Kieran's, resisted chemicals with stubborn resilience. Exactly like my br