The house had belonged to her grandparents, and her father had spent most of his life there.
She had never asked him what he meant.
Now, she wished she had.
The following morning, she went to the basement with two police officers.
Behind an old wooden shelf, they found a metal box secured to the wall.
Inside were property documents, photographs, and a sealed envelope addressed to Camilla.
The handwriting was unmistakably her father’s.
Her hands began to shake.
She opened the envelope.
My darling Camilla,
If you are reading this, someone has finally started looking for what I hid.
I wanted to tell you the truth while I was alive, but I was afraid that knowing it would put you in danger.
The house is not the only thing I left you.
Look at the photograph inside the box. Then find the person whose face I crossed out.
Do not trust anyone who tells you this is all about money.
