Chapter 19
I set my pen down onto the mahogany desk, looking up at Samuel with a sharp, immediate focus.
“What happened?” I asked calmly. “Did Marcus attempt another legal appeal?”
“No,” Samuel replied, taking a heavy breath as he stepped closer to my desk.
“Marcus was involved in an altercation in the prison yard two hours ago with an inmate connected to an offshore cartel.”
“Before he was taken to the infirmary, he handed the guard a handwritten letter addressed to you.”
Samuel laid a smudged piece of notebook paper onto my glass desk, covered in jagged, frantic handwriting.
I leaned forward, reading the frantic words written by my brother from inside his prison cell:
“Clara, Dad didn’t hide everything in that steel safe. He had a twin brother living in Chicago who holds the original company debt bonds.”
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“And he is coming to Philadelphia tomorrow morning to claim the entire business from you.”
My blood ran cold as I stared at the smudged paper, realizing that my father’s darkest family secret was only just beginning to unravel.
