Chapter 5 - My Father Revealed That Mom Had Hidden a Secret Inside Me Before She Died, and Victor Voss Wanted It More Than the BabiesMy father explained.
The Carter family had been involved in a financial network.
The Voss family used it to hide money.
But my mother discovered something.
An encrypted code.
She couldn't destroy it.
So she hid the information inside the one person nobody would suspect.
Me.
I didn't understand.
“How?”
My father explained that my mother had taught me a sequence of numbers when I was little.
A game.
I thought it was counting.
It wasn't.
It was a code.
The names of accounts.
Bank numbers.
Locations.
Everything the Voss network needed to survive.
Victor believed I remembered the code.
I didn't.
At least, I thought I didn't.
But my father asked:
“What did your mother teach you before she died?”
I thought.
One.
Three.
Eight.
Five.
Two.
Six.
Seven.
I whispered the sequence.
My father's face changed.
“You remember.”
I nodded.
The code was real.
The twins were leverage.
I was the key.
Victor needed me.
That's why he sent the car.
That's why he watched our house.
That's why he came to the hospital.
The babies were bait.
My mother knew.
She had planned for me to reach safety.
My father looked at me.
“She believed you would remember.”
“What should I do?”
“Forget.”
I frowned.
“What?”
“Never repeat the code again.”
Too late.
Someone was listening.
A door opened.
Victor Voss stood there.
I knew him immediately.
The man from the photograph.
The man who had watched my house.
He looked at my father.
Then me.
“You look like your mother.”
My father stepped forward.
“Stay away from her.”
Victor smiled.
“You're too late.”
He looked at me.
“Amelia, do you remember the numbers?”
I said nothing.
He smiled.
“Good.”
Then he looked at my father.
“She doesn't know enough yet.”
“What does that mean?”
Victor turned.
“Her mother hid another message.”
He placed an envelope on the table.
“Find it before I do.”
Then he disappeared.
I stared at the envelope.
My father's hands shook.
“What?”
He whispered:
“Your mother may have planned for Victor to find you.”
I felt sick.
“Why?”
“Because sometimes the only way to protect a child…”
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He looked at me.
“…is to make the enemy think they found them first.”
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