I found out.
It’s Arthur Sterling.
He isn’t dead.
He has been living under another name for years.
And he knows about our daughter.
My heart stopped.
The letter continued.
He knows about her eyes.
He knows what they mean.
And he believes she is proof that I survived.
Protect her.
Protect yourself.
Do not trust anyone from the Sterling family.
And Mara—
There is one thing your grandfather doesn’t know.
I looked up.
“Grandpa.”
Samuel’s face was pale.
“What?”
I handed him the letter.
He read it.
His eyes stopped at the final paragraph.
“What is it?” I asked.
He didn’t answer.
“What did Ethan say?”
Samuel slowly lowered the paper.
“He says…”
His voice broke.
“He says your father left something for you.”
“What?”
“A key.”
I froze.
“A key to what?”
Samuel looked toward the metal box.
“I don’t know.”
Elena stood.
“Actually, I think I do.”
She pulled out a photograph.
It showed an old train station.
On the back was an address.
“Ethan believed your father hid the original evidence here.”
“Where?”
Elena looked at me.
“An abandoned railway warehouse outside the city.”
Samuel shook his head.
“No.”
“We have to go,” I said.
