Seeds of Evil

There was something decidedly strange about the twins—Olivia and Orlando. Maybe it was their appearance that set them apart—their wide almost colorless eyes and silver-blond hair. Or maybe it was something more sinister—the way they seemed to communicate without speaking, remained unmoved by accidents to other people, were fascinated by the sight of blood.

Meg loved them of course, as any good mother would. But what of their father, a nameless, faceless donor to an artificial insemination cl...