Chapter 9 - After Victor Was Arrested, I Thought My Family Was Safe—Until the Detective Told Me Someone Else Had Been Watching Me All AlongVictor was taken away.
The newspapers called him a dangerous criminal.
The police called me a key witness.
I didn't care.
I wanted my mother.
I wanted my brother.
I wanted my sister.
My father.
My family.
The twins were healthy.
But the detective told us there was one problem.
Victor wasn't working alone.
Someone inside law enforcement had helped him.
The detective showed me a photograph.
A woman.
My mother.
Standing beside another man.
I didn't know him.
The detective did.
“Your mother's brother.”
My uncle.
I had never met him.
He had supposedly disappeared years earlier.
Now I knew why.
He had been the real organizer.
Victor had been the public face.
My uncle had been behind everything.
He had arranged my mother's illness.
The surveillance.
The hospital attack.
Everything.
He wanted the code.
He wanted the archive.
He wanted the children.
And he was still free.
The detective said:
“We need to move you.”
I asked:
“Where?”
He pointed to the hospital.
“We can't.”
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Because someone had already entered.
My uncle.
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