Chapter 4 - Damian’s Dead Sister Was Alive, and She Knew Why My Father Had Trusted Him With My LifeElena disappeared before we could reach her.
Damian was furious.
But I had never seen him look afraid like that.
“Why does she want me?”
“I don't know.”
“You know something.”
“Yes.”
“What?”
“She believed your father betrayed her.”
“How?”
“He exposed our network.”
“What network?”
“The one he helped build.”
I stared.
“My father was involved.”
“For a time.”
“Why?”
“To stop worse people.”
“And then?”
“He realized he couldn't control what we were becoming.”
I understood.
My father had built a machine to fight criminals.
Eventually, the machine became criminal itself.
He tried to leave.
They killed him.
Damian had stayed behind.
Not because he agreed.
Because he believed he could dismantle it from inside.
Maybe he had been trying ever since.
“Why did my father trust you?”
Damian looked at me.
“Because he knew I would protect you.”
“He didn't trust you completely.”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because I was capable of becoming like them.”
That honesty scared me.
But I respected it.
Elena contacted us.
She wanted the ledger.
Damian refused.
She threatened me.
He immediately wanted to respond.
I stopped him.
“Let me talk to her.”
“No.”
“She isn't asking you.”
“She could hurt you.”
“She wants the ledger.”
“Exactly.”
“If she wanted me dead, I'd already be dead.”
He stared at me.
Then said:
“Fine.”
We met Elena in an abandoned theater.
She looked like Damian.
Same eyes.
Different soul.
“You have your father's face,” she said.
“I've heard that.”
“He hated us.”
“He feared what you became.”
Elena laughed.
“Your father knew the truth.”
“What truth?”
“Gideon planned everything.”
“What did he plan?”
“To take the Navarro shipping routes.”
“To control your father.”
“To destroy Damian.”
“And to use me.”
I stepped closer.
“For what?”
“The trust.”
“What trust?”
“My father had a private financial reserve.”
“What?”
“Money meant to fund witnesses.”
Victims.
Families.
People trying to escape the network.
My father had hidden it.
I was the legal beneficiary.
Elena wanted it.
Gideon wanted it.
Damian had protected it.
I stared.
“How much?”
“Enough to start a war.”
Elena smiled.
“Your father put it in your name.”
“Why?”
“Because he knew you'd never use it to build another empire.”
I looked at Damian.
He nodded.
“That was the plan.”
“What plan?”
“Once you were old enough, you would transfer the money into a legitimate foundation.”
I swallowed.
“And you?”
“I was supposed to protect you until then.”
“Supposed to?”
“Yes.”
“Then why did you stay away?”
“Because your father told me if I ever became the danger, I had to leave.”
I felt something crack inside me.
He had stayed away for years.
Not because he didn't care.
Because he did.
Elena looked at him.
“You still think you're protecting her.”
“Yes.”
“You'll destroy everything.”
“Maybe.”
She laughed.
“Then I hope she knows what she is choosing.”
I looked at her.
“She is.”
Elena disappeared.
The ledger remained with us.
The next morning, Damian did something unexpected.
He gave me access to every financial record he had.
“Why?”
“So you can see whether I'm lying.”
I stared at the files.
“Everything?”
“Yes.”
“You're trusting me.”
“No.”
He smiled.
“I'm giving you the chance to trust me.”
That mattered.
We spent days reviewing the records.
I found evidence that Damian had secretly redirected money away from criminal operations.
He had funded shelters.
Witness relocation.
Medical expenses.
Legal support.
He had been trying to dismantle his own empire.
I looked at him.
“You've been doing this for years.”
“Yes.”
“Why didn't you tell anyone?”
“Because people are dangerous when they know what you value.”
“Your daughter.”
“Yes.”
“Me?”
He paused.
“Yes.”
My heart beat faster.
But before I could respond, a message arrived.
Gideon Ross had taken my mother.
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He wanted the ledger.
And he wanted me.
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