DNA Test

Eduardo's Point Of View

I stood in my office, looking out of the window while my private investigators made their reports. They presented more pictures of the kids on their way to school and also pictures of the man who stole Aurora's bag.

"We have him under our custody and we have the bag. We caught him before he could take anything from it" One of them said and placed the bag on the table.

"What do I need with a fucking bag?" I asked and turned around with both hands tucked inside my pocket. "And what did I say about making lame reports?"

"We're sorry, Sir"

I gritted my teeth and looked away. "You may leave"

"We have other reports, Sir. We were able to follow her to where she works..."

"I do not care about whatever she does with her life. Keep an eye on her and ensure she doesn't try to run away again"

This won't do. I have to visit the one person that can give me more vital information. I dismissed them and picked up my car keys to leave.

"Quinn." I called my secretary through th