Chapter 6 - The Trust Was Hidden Under My Father’s Old Restaurant, and Sophie Was the Only One Who Could Open ItWe moved at dawn.
I took Sophie, Mason, Noah, Hannah, and my best security team to a restaurant my father had owned decades earlier.
It looked abandoned.
Inside, there was a basement.
Behind the wine racks was a vault.
A biometric lock.
I entered my fingerprint.
Nothing.
Sophie stepped forward.
The lock opened.
Everyone went silent.
She had the genetic key.
Inside was a room full of documents.
Bank accounts.
Land deeds.
Company records.
Names.
And a video.
My father.
He looked older.
But alive.
He smiled.
“Andrew.”
I felt sick.
“If you're watching this, you have the children.”
He explained.
The trust had been established thirty years earlier.
It contained money from multiple criminal organizations.
But the real value was information.
Evidence.
Enough to destroy everyone.
My father had built the trust as an insurance policy.
He knew someone would eventually try to overthrow him.
He needed an heir capable of opening it.
He chose Sophie.
Not me.
Not Daniel.
Her.
Because she carried both bloodlines.
I stared at the screen.
“You used my daughter.”
His recording continued.
“I protected her.”
“No.”
He had anticipated my reaction.
“The money will belong to her when she is eighteen.”
I laughed bitterly.
“She is six.”
“That is why you have time.”
Then the video changed.
My father's final message:
“Andrew, you were never meant to become king.”
I froze.
“You were meant to be the shield.”
The screen went black.
I didn't understand.
Until Daniel arrived.
He stepped from the shadows.
“I told you.”
I aimed my weapon.
“Why are you here?”
“To explain.”
He revealed the truth.
My father had recruited him years ago.
Daniel had refused.
He ran.
Hannah found him.
They protected the children together.
But the trust couldn't be opened without Sophie.
They needed me to protect her.
That's why she came to the grocery store.
It wasn't chance.
Hannah had taken her there because someone was following them.
She hoped Sophie would meet someone strong enough to protect her.
She never expected me.
Daniel smiled.
“You did exactly what your father predicted.”
I stared.
“My father planned this?”
“Yes.”
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The greatest fear I had ever known wasn't that my father was alive.
It was that he had known exactly what I would do.
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