The computer screen flashed the results of the DNA testing that it had been instructed to do. Bruce still did not want to believe what he was seeing. After all his years of training and seeing the strangest things life had to offer he couldn't wrap his mind around this. What he was seeing hit to close to his heart; laying out everything that he might have had right at his feet and mocking him. The truth was staring him in the face. His family had been sitting right under his nose for almost three years and he had failed to see the connection. In retrospect it was a major insult. Mary was too much like his Andie to go unnoticed. Now he knew why Terry had managed to sucker him into this life again, not that it was hard. Bruce still burned to do something even when he knew that he had nothing to give. Terry had given him the perfect excuse, and the kid didn't have to twist his arm to get him back in the game.

Bruce began to search the city for any trace of an Andrea Bridgestone or Andrea Beaumont. It didn't take long for him to find her. Bruce downloaded the information from the computer. Deciding that he wasn't the least bit interested in using his cane tonight he moved upstairs to change into his knee brace and something appropriate for the trip that would change the rest of his life.