He had never thought that either of them might come back into play. Why would they? They had no clue who he was, what he had done, or even that he existed in their dad's life.
Alexander went back to his desk and opened his laptop quickly, like he knew exactly what he was doing.
For the next four hours, he dug through all sorts of databases: university records, immigration files, government documents, and social media. He looked for every digital trail he could find.
He searched for "Ayla Marcus Alston." Nothing came up.
He searched "Ayla Alston." Still nothing.
Every search came back empty. No records. No matches. No connection to Marcus Alston at all.
What he did find was Ayla Monroe. Born in Turkey, she'd lived there her whole life and was studying computer science. Her record was clean, and her background seemed totally normal.
There was no link to Marcus, no ties to the past, and no connection to him.
