Chapter 12
Evelyn almost dropped her tablet, while William leaned forward, his eyes locking onto mine with absolute intensity.
“Your mother hid the original Sterling Estate deeds inside the attic wall?” William demanded softly.
“Yes,” I nodded quickly. “She made me swear on my life never to tell Julian about the loose brick behind the old chimney.”
“She said if Julian ever got those deeds, he would own everything my aunt left behind for baby Leo.”
William let out a long, slow breath, leaning back against the leather headrest of the SUV.
“Julian locked you in the attic because he was searching for those documents,” William realized out loud.
“He didn’t know you were sitting two feet away from the very thing he was tearing the house apart to find!”
“And the deeds are still there,” I added. “Inside a blue steel box behind the third brick from the left.”
Vance turned around from the front passenger seat, holding his satellite phone ready.
“Sir, if Julian finds that blue box before we reach Rhode Island, he can legally liquidate the entire trust.”
“Then we aren’t staying in Switzerland,” William declared, pointing toward a private gulfstream jet parked in the hanger.
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“Refuel the Gulfstream immediately, Vance.”
“We’re flying directly to Rhode Island to catch my brother red-handed in my attic.”
