Jacob wasn't sure what dreadful past life he was making up for in this life with Ryan as a brother, but whatever it was, it must have been a doozy. His annual, hope-springs-eternal genetic testing had once again come up with bad news: still related.

Better luck next year.

That was, if his brother survived that long. Jacob had been on his way to destroy whatever was playing that music at that volume when something exploded. The girly shriek that followed suggested Ryan was still alive, but he might not stay that way if he'd blown up something important. The hot, pregnant redhead was partial to her equipment and looked like she could do some damage if she wanted to. Man, that would be funny to watch...

Jacob entered the lab, fanning smoke away from his face as he looked around for Ryan. "What'd you screw up now, Tinkerbell?"