Chapter 21 - A Mysterious Black Box Arrives At My New Doorstep
Late one quiet Friday evening, while the city hummed softly outside my new quarters, the front porch doorbell chimed across the foyer. I walked down the hallway, opened the heavy oak door, and found a small, unmarked black box resting on the welcome mat.
There was no return address or postal stamp, only an embossed metallic seal from an international Swiss bank archive. I brought the package inside, placed it on the kitchen table, and used my tactical pocketknife to break the heavy wax seal.
Inside lay an old encrypted flash drive and a handwritten note in ink that made my blood run cold instantly:
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“Evelyn, Marjorie and Preston were only hiding the surface... the true mastermind behind your family’s fortune is coming to claim everything next week.”
I slowly raised my eyes toward the dark front windows as a pair of black luxury sedans rolled silently down my gravel driveway...
