Chapter 6 - The TrapMarcus gave Evelyn twenty minutes.
Come alone.
Bring the necklace.
Bring the will.
Or people would die.
Evelyn looked at Sarah.
"I have to go."
"No."
Sarah's voice was firm.
"You are not walking into that building alone."
Evelyn shook her head.
"They have hostages."
"I don't care."
"I do."
For the first time, mother and daughter stood together without anger.
Only fear.
Evelyn knelt in front of me.
"Lila."
I grabbed her hand.
"Don't go."
She smiled.
"I'll come back."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
She left.
The elevator doors closed.
Sarah stared at them.
Then she turned to Arthur.
"We're going after her."
Arthur blinked.
"Your mother specifically ordered you not to."
Sarah picked up Henry's journal.
"My mother has spent twenty years thinking she has to sacrifice herself to fix everything."
She opened the journal.
"I'm done letting her do it."
Joseph drove us through Manhattan.
Then Sarah found something.
A passage about Marcus.
She read it again.
Then again.
Her face changed.
"He's not just adopted."
Arthur leaned forward.
"What?"
Sarah whispered:
"He's Dad's biological son."
Everything changed.
Marcus hadn't been an outsider.
He had been Henry Whitmore's firstborn.
The family had hidden the truth from him.
Sarah looked toward the city.
"Maybe that's the one thing he needs to hear."
Joseph stepped on the accelerator.
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Ahead of us, the Whitmore Tower rose above Manhattan.
And inside it, my grandmother was walking directly into a trap.
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