PART 3: THE DEEP PROTECTOR
“David dedicated half of his monthly income to an anonymous trust fund to keep me hidden in foster care under assumed names,” Grace revealed, wiping her eyes with her sleeve.
“He promised my late mother before she died that he would protect me from my father’s dangerous associates until I turned eighteen.”
I stared at the figures in the ledger, realizing that the money David had supposedly lost in a failed early business venture had actually gone toward paying for Grace’s private security and medical care.
“He never told you because my biological father had informants everywhere,” Grace explained, stepping closer to the bed. “If you knew, you and your children would have been placed in immediate danger.”
When David learned his illness was terminal, he knew his legal oversight of the trust would expire, leaving me as the only person who could legally shelter Grace under our family name.
Just as the full weight of David’s immense sacrifice washed over me, a sharp, unfamiliar knock echoed from the front door downstairs.
Grace went completely pale, whispering, “He’s out of prison. He tracked me here.”
(The final showdown will decide our family’s fate! Click “Next Page” to continue reading…)
