Chapter 9
Eduardo
It felt as though my chair had fallen out from under me. I gripped the sides of the desk to steady myself.
“I’d like to do a DNA test to be sure,” Lucinda Barnes rattled on, seemingly unaware she’d sucker punched me with that last line.
I tried to swallow, but my throat felt like sandpaper.
“Are you all right?” she asked.
When I didn’t respond she got up and rushed to my side. She touched my shoulder, and I shook her hand off as if she were a poisonous snake.
“I don’t believe you.” It was all I could think of to say.
Undeterred, she went back and sat down. “Your father was Ziggy Barnes, the world-famous rockstar. Even a priest must understand the attraction his position held for women. I didn’t appreciate Ziggy’s infidelities, but it came with the territory.”
She
