Other Half
Jarod just sat there in disbelief. He couldn't believe it. "Oh God, I'm a dad." He moaned. He rushed out the door, ran to the office and threw the key on the desk. Throwing the key startled a girl that was reading a magazine. Turning around and running to his car, he started it and pulled out squealing the tires along the way. Doing 80 on a 40 mile road was dangerous but he didn't think about that. Then like a flash of lightening he realized he never simed an escape. Pulling over he slammed his hand on the steering wheel and yelled "SHIT!"
Counting to ten and taking deep calm breaths, Jarod relaxed. Closing his eyes, he put himself in a few different escape scenarios. He thought up three different ways, but ended up getting one of them caught or both of them. "I can't do this alone. Who will help me.?" He asked aloud.
He snapped his fingers and a smile lit up his face. Getting back on the road he started driving to Blue Cove. Looking down at the dash he saw it was about 2:30, figuring if he stopped to eat and think about a good plan it would take him about 9 and a half hours.
At about 9:30 he pulled off the road at the border of Delaware. Giving him about a half hour to eat and plan, but still having a 2 and a half hour drive. He pulled off to a Wendy's and ordered a chicken club with a small fry and a Dr.Pepper. Pulling out his lap top he looked over the information again. Then he noticed his "You've got mail" sign was flashing. Opening it up he saw that he had three e-mails. Two from Angelo and one from a private mail box he set up for Sydney. He didn't bother opening up the e-mail from Sydney knowing what he would tell him. "Your late my friend." Jarod whispered sadly.
Opening one of the e-mail's from Angelo, noticing it was another document link, clicking on it he saw this was his child's genetic codes reading it over he saw a familiar pattern from another code he once read. The second e-mail had a little note
Here is the other half of Little Angel
C.J.
Jarod was totally confused about what that had to mean. Reading over the DNA this time he noticed this was a familiar females codes. Then it dawned on him what Sydney had said "her mother was probably a carrier." Now it all made perfect sense. "Miss Parker." He laughed a very sad laugh. "How low can that man get?" asking aloud talking about Mr. Parker in disgust.
Shutting his laptop and finishing his meal Jarod got back in his car and drove to his new destination…