Abigail has finished processing Genevieve’s DNA results, and today she’s analyzing them. She immediately sees something’s gone wrong.
“This can’t be right,” she says to herself.
She looks up to see her supervisor enter.
“Hey Kyle, I need you to verify some results,” Abigail says.
“Something you can’t verify yourself?”
“I just want a second set of eyes to take a look.”
“You know this stuff better than I do. If you’ve reached a conclusion, it’s probably right.”
“I don’t want it to be right. I want you to look at this sample and tell me what I did wrong.”
He starts to respond, but Abigail silently pleads with him.
“Okay. Let me see what you’ve got.”
She hands him the file.
“It’s my mtDNA study. The top results are for the individual I’m comparing.”
He examines the results.
“Any possibility of contamination?”
“I took the sample and analyzed it myself. If it’s contaminated, I’m the one who contaminated it.”
“I see nothing wrong with your work at all. Going by these results, there’s no way this woman is related to this family.”
“But she’s my cousin.”
“Then she must be adopted. You didn’t know?”
Abigail becomes upset.
“This can’t be right. It can’t be.”
“Abby, stop letting your emotions overrule your judgment. The science doesn’t lie. You know that.”
She looks away from him as a tear runs down her cheek.
“How am I going to tell Genni?”
