Could He Really Be Her Son?

"What?" Andrea asked in disbelief, glancing up at a battered Adrian.

He hadn't bothered taking care of his looks before coming straight to Andrea because he termed the information he had as very important.

"I'm serious. He's really convinced Cheryl is Ghost." Adrian repeated.

"Ah, I see." She muttered, taking her eyes off him. "Is that why you didn't take care of your looks before coming to see me?"

Adrian glanced down at himself and smiled in embarrassment. "I thought you should be aware of it as soon as possible."

Andrea dropped the file in her hand before looking up at him again, "And I'm grateful for that, Adrian. But have you ever wondered if your zealousness to tell me about it is exactly what he wants?"

"What do you mean?" Adrian asked apprehensively.

Andrea sighed and placed both hands on her desk, "What if he just wanted to see how you'll react? What if he knew you'd be so disturbed you'd come look for me as soon as he releases you? So he asked some of his men to tail y