The doctor nodded, sensing the dangerous edge in Enrico’s tone. “Of course. I understand completely. The technician is still in the building, being held by hospital security. If you’d like to confront them, I can arrange for it.”
Enrico stood, his tall frame casting a long shadow over the doctor’s desk. “Do it. Now.”
The doctor quickly picked up the phone, making arrangements with hospital security to bring the technician in. As they waited, Enrico’s mind churned with the implications of the forged results. If someone was bold enough to tamper with the DNA test, who were they working for? Carmen? Or was it someone else trying to manipulate the situation? His gut twisted with the uncertainty.
Minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and a nervous-looking man in a lab coat was escort
