Chapter 6 - THE PEOPLE WHO WANTED ME SILENT
The SUV didn't move.
Daniel was still outside.
He saw it too.
He immediately turned around.
"Amy, lock the door."
"What?"
"Now."
I did.
Daniel stepped into the street.
The SUV accelerated.
He moved aside.
The vehicle disappeared around the corner.
Nora called the police.
Daniel looked at me through the window.
"This isn't about our marriage anymore."
I knew.
Someone wanted the Northstar information.
And they knew I had it.
That night, Daniel stayed at a nearby hotel.
Not with me.
Near me.
He hired private security.
I hated the idea.
But I couldn't deny the fear I felt.
The next morning, Charles called.
"Your mother's letters are dangerous."
"I know."
"There's one missing."
"Which one?"
"The final letter."
"What did it contain?"
"I don't know."
"Then how do you know it exists?"
"Because your mother told me."
"Where is it?"
"New York."
Daniel and I returned to Manhattan together.
It was strange sitting beside him again.
We barely spoke.
But the silence wasn't hostile.
It was cautious.
At Harrison Freight headquarters, we discovered the offices had been searched.
Files were missing.
Computers wiped.
Someone had entered using Daniel's executive credentials.
Security footage showed Andrew.
But Andrew wasn't alone.
The man beside him was older.
Gray hair.
Daniel stared at the screen.
"That's impossible."
"Who?"
"My father."
The footage showed Richard Harrison entering the building.
Alive.
Daniel's hands shook.
"He's been alive."
We tracked the vehicle to an old warehouse.
Inside, we found Andrew.
He looked terrified.
"Where is Dad?"
Andrew refused to answer.
Daniel grabbed his collar.
"Where is he?"
Andrew finally broke.
"He's dead."
Daniel froze.
"What?"
"He died six years ago."
"Then who was on the camera?"
"I don't know."
Andrew looked at me.
"Someone has been using his identity for years."
"Why?"
"To control the company."
Daniel released him.
"Who?"
Andrew whispered:
"Charles Cole."
I felt sick.
Vanessa's father.
The man who had brought me my mother's letter.
The man who claimed to want to protect me.
I immediately called him.
No answer.
Then I received a text.
You should have stayed in Oregon.
Daniel read it.
"Get down."
A gunshot shattered the warehouse window.
We dropped behind a steel table.
Security guards rushed in.
The attacker disappeared.
Andrew stared at me.
"You don't understand."
"What?"
"Your mother wasn't investigating Northstar."
"Then what?"
"She created it."
I stared at him.
"What?"
Andrew shook his head.
"She wasn't laundering money."
"Then?"
"She was tracking it."
Daniel looked at me.
"Tracking what?"
Andrew whispered:
"People."
The room went silent.
"Northstar was created as a private intelligence network."
My mother had built a system that tracked corporate corruption.
But someone had stolen it.
Turned it into a weapon.
And Richard Harrison had tried to stop them.
"Why did my father disappear?" I asked.
Andrew looked at me.
"Because he discovered who was running it."
"Who?"
Andrew's eyes moved toward the door.
"Your mother's partner."
I froze.
"My mother had a partner?"
May you like
Andrew nodded.
"Charles Cole."
