Nathan forced his hands to stop shaking. He looked at Viktoria. She was just watching the boy. She looked tired and worried and didn't seem to notice Nathan's face had gone white.
"He's okay now," Nathan said. His voice was dry. "The fever is going down."
He stood up. His expensive pants were soaked and heavy. He didn't care. He needed to get out of that bathroom.
"Keep him in the towel,"
"I'll call Aris" Nathan said, not looking at her. He just walked out.
He went downstairs and found Alex by the front door. Alex looked at Nathan's wet clothes but didn't say anything. Nathan grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the basement stairs.
"Basement. Now," Nathan ordered.
They went down to the cold room with the laundry machines and Nathan leaned against the wall trying to calm his nerves.
"I need a DNA kit," Nathan said. "A fast one. Get it here by tomorrow morning. I don't care how much it costs."
Alex looked confused. "A DNA kit? For the kid?"
