"I... I got it from a cup he used..."
"Dominic has a dedicated water tumbler at his company." I kept my tone smooth, almost conversational. "It's washed and sterilized immediately after every use. You claim you retrieved DNA—what day was it? Which cup?"
Her mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.
Nothing came out.
Alex shouldered forward. "Who cares how she got it! The report is real! If you don't believe it, we'll do another test right now!"
"Agreed." The word landed like a verdict. "We'll do it right now. I'll have Dominic come here and provide a sample on the spot."
Panic flickered through Georgia's eyes. "Isn't... isn't Mr. Sawyer unreachable?"
I smiled. "Who told you that?"
"I've been calling and texting him for days, but he never replies..." Her voice shrank to a whisper. "I went to his company, and his secretary said he was on a business trip..."
"He was on a business trip." I checked my watch. "But he should be back by now."
Alex's expression shifted, something predatory gleaming in his eyes. "Perfect! Let him confront my sister face-to-face! I want to see what that rapist has to say for himself!"
The livestream chat surged back to life.
*Waiting for the scumbag to show his face!*