Chapter 6 - Vincent Learned His Mother Had Been Alive All Along—and Someone Had Been Hiding Her for Twenty YearsVincent's mother was alive.
She lived under another name.
A woman everyone believed had died.
We found her in a quiet nursing home.
When Vincent entered the room, she stared at him.
“My boy.”
He stopped.
He couldn't speak.
Then he walked toward her.
She touched his face.
“You look like your father.”
Vincent knelt.
I stepped outside.
Some reunions were private.
When he came out thirty minutes later, his eyes were red.
“What happened?”
“She knew about the ledger.”
“Why?”
“Because my father gave it to her.”
“Then why didn't she tell anyone?”
“She was threatened.”
“By Marcus?”
“No.”
He looked at me.
“By my uncle.”
The mastermind.
The man who had orchestrated everything.
His name was Richard Costello.
Vincent's uncle.
He had manipulated Marcus.
He had used Daniel.
He had poisoned my flour.
He had kidnapped my mother.
And he had arranged the alley ambush.
Vincent looked at me.
“He wants you dead.”
“Why?”
“Because your father hid the final evidence.”
“What evidence?”
“A recording.”
“The one we found?”
“No.”
“There's another?”
“Yes.”
My mother stepped outside.
She looked at Vincent.
“Your father hid it inside Nora's bakery.”
I stared.
“My bakery?”
She nodded.
“In the oven.”
I laughed.
“You're kidding.”
“No.”
I rushed back.
We searched the oldest oven.
Behind the brick lining, we found a small metal cylinder.
Inside was a memory card.
The final evidence.
Richard's voice.
Confessing everything.
We had him.
But when Vincent inserted the card into the computer, a message appeared.
YOU FOUND IT.
Then another.
NOW LOOK OUTSIDE.
We did.
May you like
Six black cars surrounded the bakery.
Richard had arrived.
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