"Let me start with what you are not," Mulholland sighed and reached out toward Trey before pulling his hand back. "You are not a clone, a genetic enhancement, a monster, an organ bank, or anything else they might have told you. What you are is my son, but you are not just my son. Did you ever wonder who your mother was?"

The question opened a floodgate in Trey's mind. He'd never wondered about his mother. He'd suspected the woman he lived with was not his mother, but he had never ...