LOGINEvelyn sat in the passenger seat, staring at the flash drive in her hand.For several minutes, neither she nor Adrian spoke.Daniel's final words kept repeating in her mind.Inside the place where you were born.Adrian glanced at her.“Are you sure you know where that is?”Evelyn nodded slowly.“The hospital.”“Which hospital?”Evelyn looked out the window.“I don't know the name. I was too young, obviously. But James once told me my mother gave birth to me at a private hospital outside the city.”Adrian started the car.“Then that's where we're going.”Evelyn looked at him.“You don't have to come.”Adrian gave her a brief look.“I'm your husband. I'm not letting you chase something this dangerous alone.”A small smile touched her lips.“Thank you.”They drove for nearly an hour before Evelyn recognized the road.Her heart began beating faster.“I remember this place.”Adrian slowed down.Ahead stood an old white building surrounded by overgrown trees.The hospital had been abandoned
Evelyn couldn't move.Daniel Bennett stood in the doorway, the gun pointed toward the floor.His expression was nothing like the frightened lawyer they had known.“Daniel?” Evelyn whispered.Adrian stepped in front of her.“Put the gun down.”Daniel's eyes moved to Adrian.“I don't want to hurt either of you.”“Then put it down,” Adrian repeated.Daniel slowly raised the gun.Michael stepped forward.“Daniel, what are you doing?”Daniel's jaw tightened.“Trying to finish what I should have finished twenty-five years ago.”Evelyn's heart pounded.“What does that mean?”Daniel looked at her.“I was there the night your mother died.”“I know.”“No,” he said. “You don't know everything.”He lowered the gun slightly.“I didn't just arrive after she was poisoned.”Evelyn stared at him.
Evelyn stared at the photograph.Her fingers tightened around its edges.There was Anna.Richard.Thomas Reed.And Daniel Bennett.All standing together in the old Blackwood house on the very night Anna had been poisoned.“Daniel…” Evelyn whispered.Adrian stepped closer, his eyes fixed on the photograph.“Something isn't right.”Evelyn looked at him. “What do you mean?”“If Daniel was part of the plan to hurt your mother, why did he spend years helping your family?”Before Evelyn could answer, footsteps echoed from behind them.They turned.Michael Bennett stood at the entrance of the hidden room.His face had gone pale.“That photograph,” he said quietly.Evelyn raised it.“You know what happened that night.”Michael swallowed.“Yes.”Adrian stepped toward him.“Then stop protecting peo
Evelyn stared at Michael.“Your father knew.”Those words echoed in her mind.Adrian didn't move.“My father knew what?”Michael looked at him.“Everything.”Adrian's jaw tightened.“You're going to have to explain.”Michael nodded.“Your father wasn't a criminal, Adrian. He was trying to protect Anna.”Evelyn stepped closer.“Then why did my grandfather become involved?”Michael sighed.“Because your grandfather created the entire plan.”“What plan?”“To protect Blackwood's money from Richard and Marcus.”Evelyn frowned.“But Marcus said my grandfather was protecting a secret.”“He was.”Michael looked at her.“The money being transferred to your father's company wasn't stolen money.”Adrian's eyes widened.“Then what was it?”“Your grandfather's personal fortune.”
Evelyn couldn't move.“Daniel's brother is dead?” she repeated.Adrian nodded slowly.“That is what your father said.”“But Daniel just named him.”“Exactly.”Evelyn looked at the old house around them.For the first time, she didn't feel afraid.She felt exhausted.“How many more secrets can one family have?”Adrian stepped closer.“Hopefully, this is the last one.”She gave him a tired smile.“You've said that before.”“I know.”“And it keeps getting worse.”“Then this time, we stop chasing every shadow.”Evelyn looked at him.“What do you mean?”“We go to Daniel. We ask him exactly what he knows. No assumptions. No guessing.”She nodded.“Agreed.”---They arrived at the hospital shortly afterward.Daniel was lying in a private room with a bandage around his fore
The sound of the car engine disappeared into the distance.Evelyn remained frozen.She looked at Marcus.“Say that again.”Marcus's expression was serious.“Your grandfather was secretly funding Adrian's father's company.”Adrian stepped forward.“My father never mentioned the Blackwoods.”“Because he wasn't supposed to.”“Why?”Marcus looked at him.“Because your father was helping your grandfather move money away from Richard and me.”Adrian's eyes narrowed.“So my father wasn't involved in the theft?”“No.”“Then why did you say Anna was killed because of his company?”“Because Anna discovered where the money was going.”Evelyn frowned.“Where?”Marcus pointed toward the folder.“Your grandfather had created a second account. Money was being transferred into your father's company and held there.”







