Curious

Chapter 9: The Last Secret

The police found Claire's car outside a railway station.

It had been abandoned.

Her handbag was on the passenger seat, her phone was switched off, and the driver's door was unlocked.

There was no sign of Richard.

Sergeant Collins arranged for officers to search the surrounding area.

Meanwhile, the forensic team managed to recover part of my grandfather's cassette recording.

We listened to it in the police station.

The first few minutes contained static.

Then my grandfather's voice emerged.

“Daniel, if you're hearing this, I need you to understand something. I made a terrible mistake.””

A younger version of my grandfather sounded exhausted.

“Your mother has been lying to you. Richard has been stealing from the company. I have evidence.””

There was a pause.

Then another voice.

Daniel.

“Grandpa, I know.””

My heart tightened.

“I found the account statements,” Daniel continued.

“Margaret and Richard have been transferring money for years.””

My grandfather sighed.

“Then you know what must happen.””

“I'll tell Ethan.””

“No.””

The answer was immediate.

“Ethan deserves the truth.””

“He deserves a chance at a normal life.””

Daniel laughed bitterly.

“Normal? Grandpa, they're using his marriage to cover up fraud.””

Another pause.

Then Daniel said something that made Emily grip my hand.

“I love Emily, but I know what I did was wrong. I'm not asking Ethan to forgive me. I just want him to know Noah is his child in every way that matters.””

My throat tightened.

Daniel had known.

He had accepted that I would raise Noah.

He hadn't tried to take him from me.

Then came my grandfather's voice again.

“Richard is dangerous. He knows about the inheritance. If you expose him, he will do anything to protect himself.””

“I don't care.””

“You should.””

A door slammed.

Someone entered the room.

Margaret's voice.

“Daniel, we need to talk.””

The recording crackled.

Then Richard spoke.

“Edward, this has gone far enough.””

My grandfather shouted something unintelligible.

A chair scraped.

Then Daniel said:

“Get away from him!””

There was a loud crash.

The recording stopped.

Sergeant Collins removed his headphones.

“That's enough for now.””

I sat back.

My brother had been trying to protect us.

And my mother had helped destroy him.

Emily touched my shoulder.

“Ethan?””

I looked at her.

“I need to know what happened that night.””

“I know.””

“Did Claire know?””

Emily hesitated.

Then she nodded.

“She was there.””

I felt my stomach twist.

“What?””

“The night I disappeared. Claire was in the garden.””

I stared at her.

“Why didn't you tell me?””

“Because I didn't know her name at first. She was wearing a dark coat. I only recognized her when she visited the cellar months later.””

“Did she hurt you?””

Emily looked away.

“She told me she was going to marry you.””

My chest tightened.

“What?””

“She said she would become Noah's mother. She said you would forget me eventually.””

I looked down.

Emily continued.

“She also told me that Daniel had been planning to expose Richard. She said the accident was supposed to be a warning.””

I stood.

“Are you telling me Claire was involved in Daniel's accident too?””

Emily nodded.

“I believe so.””

Before I could respond, Sergeant Collins received a call.

He listened for several seconds.

Then he stood.

“We found Richard's vehicle.””

“Where?””

“An abandoned warehouse near the old industrial estate.””

“Is Claire there?””

“We don't know.””

He looked toward the door.

“But there's something else.””

“What?””

“The warehouse belongs to a company registered under your grandfather's name.””

I felt the pieces moving together.

The stolen money.

The original trust.

The recordings.

Daniel's death.

Emily's imprisonment.

Everything led back to the same place.

We drove to the warehouse with two police vehicles.

The building was surrounded by rusted fencing.

A single light glowed inside.

Officers approached from both sides.

I stayed with Sergeant Collins until he gave the signal.

Then we entered.

The warehouse was empty except for a metal desk, several filing cabinets, and a large wooden crate.

Richard stood near the far wall.

Claire was beside him.

Her hair was disheveled.

She looked exhausted.

But when she saw me, she smiled.

“Ethan.””

I stopped.

“Where is my mother?””

“She's safe.””

“Where?””

Richard stepped forward.

“Let's not waste time.””

Sergeant Collins raised his weapon.

“Richard Hale, step away from the desk.””

Richard ignored him.

He pointed toward a folder.

“Your grandfather's original trust documents are there. Take them.””

I stared.

“Why?””

“Because they're yours.””

“Then why have you spent years hiding them?””

Richard smiled.

“Because your grandfather made a mistake.””

“What mistake?””

“He left the money to a child whose biological father was dead.””

I looked at Claire.

She was watching me carefully.

Richard continued.

“You think this is about money. It isn't. It's about what happens when the truth comes out.””

“What truth?””

Claire spoke.

“Ethan, please don't listen to him.””

I turned.

“What do you want?””

She began crying.

“I want you to understand why I did what I did.””

“You married me to get control of Noah.””

“Yes.””

The admission was quiet.

Brutal.

“I thought I could make things right,” she continued.

“I thought if I raised him, I could protect him.””

“From his mother?””

“From Richard.””

Richard laughed.

“Don't pretend you were the innocent one, Claire.””

She spun toward him.

“You promised me!””

“What did I promise?””

“That Noah would be safe!””

Richard's face hardened.

“He was always safe. As long as everyone followed instructions.””

I stepped closer.

“What happened the night Daniel died?””

Richard looked at me.

Then he smiled.

“Your brother was going to expose us. Margaret called him. She wanted him to come to the house. Claire was supposed to follow him and make sure he didn't leave with the documents.””

Claire started shaking her head.

“You said it was an accident.””

Richard continued.

“Daniel got into the wrong car. I was driving. Margaret was beside me. We hit the barrier.””

I felt sick.

“You killed my brother.””

Richard shrugged.

“He was already dying when I left.””

Claire began sobbing.

“You told me he survived!””

Richard turned toward her.

“Stop talking.””

I looked at Claire.

“Why did you stay with him?””

She wiped her face.

“Because he had the original recording. He said he'd destroy it if I went to the police.””

“And you married me?””

She nodded.

“I thought I could get close enough to find it.””

I stared at her.

“You used me.””

“Yes.””

For once, she didn't make excuses.

Then Richard reached into his jacket.

Sergeant Collins shouted.

“Don't move!””

Richard pulled out a small remote.

A red light blinked on its surface.

“Everybody stay where you are.””

Officers raised their weapons.

I looked at the wooden crate.

There were several wires running from it.

Richard smiled.

“Your grandfather left more than documents in this warehouse.””

My heart raced.

“What's in the crate?””

“Everything you want to know.””

“Then open it.””

He laughed.

“Not until I leave.””

Claire suddenly stepped between us.

“Richard, don't.””

He shoved her aside.

She fell against the desk.

A gunshot rang out.

The remote dropped from Richard's hand.

Officers rushed forward.

Richard fell to the concrete, clutching his shoulder.

I ran toward Claire.

She was conscious.

“Are you okay?””

She nodded weakly.

Then she grabbed my sleeve.

“Ethan... the crate.””

I looked.

The lid had shifted.

Inside was a second recorder.

And beneath it, a stack of photographs.

I picked up the top photograph.

It showed Richard standing beside my grandfather.

But the man beside them wasn't Daniel.

It was someone else.

Someone I'd never seen before.

On the back, my grandfather had written:

*THE REAL HEIR.*

I turned the photograph over.

A name was written beneath the words.

*NOAH'S BIOLOGICAL FATHER: DANIEL PARKER.*

I frowned.

That was already established.

But beneath it was another sentence.

*THE DNA REPORT WAS NEVER CHANGED. THE ORIGINAL SAMPLE WAS SWITCHED AFTER DANIEL'S DEATH.*

I looked at the document again.

Then I understood.

The report in my hand was real.

But someone had altered the sample before it reached the laboratory.

The paternity result had never been reliable.

I looked at Claire.

“Who switched the sample?””

She began crying harder.

May you like

Then she whispered:

“Your grandfather did.””

Related Stories

Other posts