Chapter 117: That's Your Keeley Face

Aaron wondered what the good doctor was up to these days. If he had accepted any other bribes to ruin people's lives… It was still 2012, the year he aborted their baby.

Doctors don't accept bribes for no reason; he must have been desperate financially. Or was being blackmailed.

"Aiden!" Aaron barked into the phone the second it was answered. "Find me everything you can on Doctor Jesse Rothman at Mount Sinai Hospital. Especially look into his financial situation and potential malpractice suits."

Aiden was used to this sort of phone call. "How soon do you need it?"

"Yesterday."

"On it, my dude!"

He jabbed the screen angrily to end the call. Every time he thought about the baby, his blood pressure rose. That poor kid never got to see the light of day because his grandpa didn't like his mom.

If Aaron thought he could get away with murder, Alistair and Lacy would both be dead already.