Kissing Sin (Riley Jenson Guardian 2)

He raised an eyebrow, a smile touching his thin lips. "His son."

I frowned. "One of your later clone-mates?"

"No. His naturally born son."

That wasn't in any of the records I'd read. And obviously not in the records Jack had read - unless, of course, he did know about the son, and just hadn't told me. Given Jack played his cards seriously close to his chest and I was only a liaison, not an actual guardian, that was all too possible.

"There's no record of said son," I stated.

"No. He was born to one of the women he was using to take eggs from. Our lab father apparently thought it better not to register the birth."

Yet he'd registered his clones, even if he'd lied about what they actually were.

"That would have made getting credit and insurance cards a bitch," I stated dryly.

Amusement briefly warmed the cold depths of his eyes. "Not when you have the ability to assume other people's identities."

I blinked, then said slowly, "Our man is from the Helki pack?" And if Misha was speaking the truth, he was starting to give us some real information.

He nodded. "He's a mix of Helki and human."

"Meaning, the birth mother was Helki?"

He nodded again.

"And what does he actually do for a living?"

Misha merely smiled. I changed tack. "Is he in the military?"

"No."

"Is he a scientist, or in control of a research company like yourself or Talon?"

"No."

"He's a businessman?"

"He calls himself that, amongst other things."

"High profile?"

"Sort of."

"In the news a lot?"

"No."

That made me frown. How could you be a high-profile businessman without being in the news a lot? That didn't make any sense.

"How about his mom? Is she still alive?"

His quick smile was almost proud. "Very good. And yes."

"And he's still on speaking terms with his mom?"

He hesitated. "You could say they have a close working partnership, but it is one not many are aware of."

Very cryptic indeed. But obviously, we had to start with the mom, and the Helki pack. "Can you tell me her name?"