Vivien stammered, “I… I don’t understand. This has to be a mistake.” Her voice was softer now, tinged with something that almost sounded like fear.

Dr. Evans shook his head gently. “Genetic markers don’t lie, Mrs. Monroe. It’s possible that a relative of yours—perhaps a parent or grandparent—was not who they appeared to be.” He closed the folder, the sound echoing in the still room.