Chapter 4 - My Mother Had Been Protecting a Missing Witness for Years, and the Police Officer Helping Me Suddenly Pointed His Gun at the DoorThe detective pushed me behind him.
“Don't move.”
Someone walked above us.
Three sets of footsteps.
Then another.
The detective whispered:
“Do you trust me?”
I nodded.
He turned off his flashlight.
We waited.
The hidden room had only one exit.
A narrow staircase.
Someone opened the door.
A beam of light appeared.
Then a man stepped down.
Police uniform.
I recognized him.
He had been at the hospital.
He was one of the officers.
The detective beside me raised his weapon.
The officer smiled.
“Give me the girl.”
“No.”
“She has no idea what she's carrying.”
I didn't understand.
The officer looked at the files.
“The mother knew.”
“What did she know?”
“The twins are not the reason we came.”
The detective stared.
“Then what?”
The officer pointed at me.
“The child is.”
I felt cold.
Why me?
The officer continued.
“Her father hid something in her.”
I didn't understand.
“I'm seven.”
He laughed.
“Exactly.”
The detective moved.
A gunshot.
The officer fell.
We ran.
The detective carried me out.
We reached the car.
I started crying.
“What did he mean?”
“I don't know.”
“You said my father was protected.”
“I think he was protecting you.”
“From what?”
He didn't answer.
Then his radio crackled.
A voice.
“Don't bring her back.”
The detective looked at me.
“They know you're with me.”
We drove.
Not to the police station.
Somewhere else.
A safe house.
There I met a man.
Older.
Gray hair.
Tired eyes.
He looked at me.
Then covered his mouth.
“Amelia.”
I didn't know him.
But something about his voice felt familiar.
He knelt.
“I’m your father.”
I stared.
“No.”
He nodded.
“I've wanted to come back.”
“Why didn't you?”
“Because your mother asked me to stay away.”
“Why?”
“Because they were hunting you.”
I looked at him.
“Who?”
“The Voss family.”
He explained.
Victor Voss controlled a network.
My father had been a financial witness.
Mom helped hide him.
The twins were born.
Victor discovered them.
He wanted their blood because of a rare inheritance.
My father went into hiding.
Mom stayed.
Then she became sick.
I started crying.
“Why didn't she tell me?”
“Because she thought if you knew, you'd be scared.”
I looked at the floor.
“I was scared anyway.”
My father hugged me.
I froze.
Then I hugged him back.
For the first time in years, I had a father.
But he wasn't smiling.
He looked terrified.
“The letter said not to let Victor near the twins.”
“Yes.”
“Then why did he come to the hospital?”
My father whispered:
“Because the twins are not the real reason he wants you.”
I stared.
“What does he want?”
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He looked directly at me.
“You.”
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