Chapter 30 - THE CALL FROM EUROPE
"My dearest Willow," the letter began, written in faded black ink from twenty years ago.
"If you are reading this, it means Alexander has brought you back into the Thorne legacy."
"Do not trust the official story of my death in Paris... I was forced to go into hiding to protect you from the Syndicate."
Willow's breath caught in her throat, her hand shaking so violently that the parchment fluttered in her grip.
"Father... my mother... she didn't die in a car crash?" Willow gasped, looking up at Alexander in total shock.
Alexander stared at the letter, his face turning completely pale as if he had seen a ghost from the grave.
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"I... I buried her in Paris, Willow," Alexander stammered, his voice cracking with uncharacteristic vulnerability.
Before anyone could speak further, Willow's black smartphone on the coffee table began to vibrate sharply.
