President Booker had given a firm order for a DNA test to be conducted on the little girl who clung to him so boldly. He waited in silence, his expression unreadable, though the tension in the room was heavy.

An hour later, his assistant came rushing into the top floor office, his voice nervous as he called out, “President Booker!”

Booker turned his gaze toward him, sharp and unyielding.

“The DNA test has been completed, and the result shows a ninety-nine point nine percent ...