Chapter One Hundred Thirteen

Gwen.

I stared at the pictures for a long time, there was nothing I could think of at this point.

“What do you suggest I do?” I asked Ryan.

“I think we should gather more evidence on this, and maybe you can get Emily’s hair so we can do a DNA between the both of them,” he suggested.

It does make sense but my brain was too busy thinking about little Jason. I wonder how he would feel if he found out his own mother left him on the streets for dead. She didn’t want him and that was the worst feeling anyone could feel.

I was speaking from experience.

“Gwen….are you alright?”

I nodded. I am fine just bothered about this.

“I’m fine, all I have to do is get Emily’s hair right?” I asked.

Now I had to call her and request a meeting with her which would be a lot of work but I was ready to do it, I like to do anything for Jason.

“I’m not talking about that,” he said and that caused me to look at him.

“I’m talking about something else, you don’t look good at all. Did something happen?”