Joel wasn’t a believer. Not in spirits, faeries or deities. But neither did he believe in coincidence. Two samples containing the strange DNA sequence he could dismiss, but not 500.
“It’s crazy,” he told Emily. “the gene’s present in humans, mice, fruit flies, and amoebae. It’s ancient. But does nothing.”
“Oh, it does something,” Emily said digging her hands into the pocket of her lab coat. “But you’re not going to like this.”
She spelled out the amino acids the gene coded for – Alanine, Lysine, Phenylalanine, Histidine, Arginine.
Joel didn’t follow. “So?”
“It spells Alpha. This is a signature.”
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