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Ch: 33 What the Blood Doesn't Show.

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Lysander's POV

"Say that again."

Dr. Anh didn't flinch. "I carry a portable analyzer for house calls, gives me a quantitative hCG reading straight from a blood draw, about fifteen minutes. I ran it twice. Both times, flat. No chemical marker for pregnancy anywhere in her blood, Mr. Blackwood."

"That's not possible. She's six weeks along. Whitfield confirmed it himself."

"Field units aren't infallible. That's exactly why I want a formal lab panel run today as well, and why I want Whitfield's ori
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