Chapter 6 - My Father Told Me What the Ten Million Dollars Was Really For—and Why the Archive Could Destroy the Most Powerful Families in AmericaMy father explained.

The archive contained more than ancient knowledge.

It contained identities.

Hidden fortunes.

Secret agreements.

Evidence of crimes committed by some of the most powerful families in America.

The journal had been written centuries ago by scholars who realized their records could be used to control governments.

They created a system.

Every generation, the archive was passed down.

The keeper protected it.

The heir could unlock it.

My family had been the keeper line.

But the true heir was not always a blood descendant.

The heir was chosen by memory.

Someone capable of interpreting both history and intention.

My father believed that person was me.

I asked:

"Why me?"

"Because you learned without being taught."

I remembered the symbols.

The games.

The nights copying characters.

He had been preparing me.

But he never wanted me to know why.

Then he revealed the most dangerous truth.

Dominic's father had once tried to steal the archive.

He failed.

He wanted the information to gain control over rivals.

Dominic had spent years believing his father was simply a businessman.

He wasn't.

He had been part of the network.

Dominic looked stunned.

"My father died protecting the archive."

My father nodded.

"Yes."

"You knew?"

"Yes."

Dominic stared at him.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because your father wanted you to become what he was."

The room fell silent.

Dominic walked away.

I followed him.

"You okay?"

"No."

"Do you hate me?"

He turned.

"Why would I?"

"Because my father knew yours."

He shook his head.

"That's not your fault."

I smiled.

"You're learning."

He almost laughed.

Then a gunshot echoed from downstairs.

My father pushed us behind a wall.

"They found us."

Vane's men stormed the estate.

My father handed me the journal.

"Take this."

"What about you?"

"I've had twenty years."

"I don't want another goodbye."

He smiled.

"Then don't say goodbye."

We escaped through a secret tunnel.

My father stayed behind.

When we reached the outside, the building erupted in flames.

I screamed.

Dominic held me.

"We'll find him."

I looked at the burning house.

I didn't know whether my father had survived.

But I knew one thing.

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The archive had become a race.

And Vane was willing to kill everyone to reach it.