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McKenzie could not believe this. His mother, a kidnapper? What the hell? "Officer, I don't understand. What is going on?"
"Your mother's prints matched previously unidentified prints from a missing persons case. Would you be willing to answer some questions for us?" the female officer asked.
"Yeah, yes. Anything."
"Did your mother ever bring home an infant, it would have been around twenty years ago?"
"No, it's always just been me and her."
"What about your father?"
"Mom never mentioned him."
"Never?" Her partner looked like he was thinking about something.
"How old are you?" He asked McKenzie
"Just about to turn twenty."
"When?"
"Next monday."
The police officer looked at his partner. "Alice, I think we need to talk."
They left the room, McKenzie knew that he should not be doing this, but he eavesdropped anyway "What, Frank?"
"McKenzie Llewellyn."
"Okay?"
"McKenzie Evans is probably McKenzie Llewellyn." She scoffed. "Look at the facts, Erica never brought home an infant, McKenzie Evans is about to turn twenty, the twentieth anniversary of McKenzie Llewellyn's disappearance is in a month, when this kid will be three weeks past his twentieth birthday, which is when McKenzie went missing, three weeks after he was born. Plus Erica never mentioned the kids father. Think about it."
"Let's not get ahead of our selves, here. If we go back to the precinct saying we found McKenzie and this kid isn't McKenzie Llewellyn, Jackson and Jenny will be crushed."
"I know."
"Let's get a DNA sample and test it against Jackson's and Jenny's, and go from there."
"Sounds like a plan."
McKenzie went back to his seat on his couch. He wished Tony was here, but no, his boyfriend was in Brazil studying monkeys or something. The moron, and he meant that in the best of ways, needed to be here, in New York with him, seriously. His mother was suspected of kidnapping an infant. An infant that was possibly him.
"-Kenzie, McKenzie!" The female police officer, Alice, snapped him out of his escalating panic.
"What?"
"We need a DNA sample, would you be willing to provide one?"
"Sure."
Back at the lab, Alice was starting to run McKenzie's DNA against Jenny's and Jackson's. "What do you have?"
"A possible lead as to who McKenzie is."
"Who?"
"McKenzie Evans."
"Erica Evans son?"
"She is a suspect in his disappearance. The only kid she ever had was McKenzie. Jackson, they even have the same name."
"Okay." Alice could tell that he was not letting himself hope that McKenzie Evans was McKenzie Llewellyn. It had been twenty years, even Jenny, ever hopeful and optimistic had been feeling like they would never find McKenzie.
"Do not tell Jen." With that said, Jackson left the lab.