No one wanted to miss his answer. Carter hesitated at first, and then more than one emotion crossed his face. The strongest was sadness and confusion. Dammit! He didn’t know. He held both hands up to me, as if trying to appease the resting bitch face I was rocking. “I’m sorry, Charlie, I wish I knew how this happened to you. I have never fathered any other children, and know of no living direct offspring from Originals.” His eyes narrowed and I was under a shrewd sort of surveillance. “What’s special about your blood?” He had obviously picked up on that little slip. My eyes flicked to Ryder, and he gave a slight shake of his head. Okay, we were still on the “trust no one” road. As I turned back to Carter, my mind already trying to figure out what to say to cover my tracks, my eyes brushed over Sam. His features were more pinched than usual, and he was fidgeting, which was so unlike his normal behavior.
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