Kevin wasn’t sure how he should process this.

He had slept with one of Vaught’s old managers, just a few times, years ago. It didn’t mean anything. But apparently it did, because that woman ended up pregnant.

Vaught had fired her to bury it, not wanting him to know, but here he was, reading the file.

He had a kid, and not just any normal kid, a natural born supe-kid. His kid.