Daniel was shaking all over, fear crawling under his skin. He already knew exactly what his son was about to do. His voice scraped out, barely more than a whisper. “No… Isaac, you can’t… don’t do this… No!”
Years ago, he’d rushed to the place where the person he loved most had died, right after getting the call from the police. The shack was abandoned, filthy, barely big enough to turn around inside. The moment he stepped in, Daniel was hit with a wave of rot so strong he almost ran out on the spot. The police had to push Isaac forward, telling Daniel this was his son, and then asked him to identify the body.
The sight was something he could never forget. The body on the bed was stiff and swollen, already decaying, with bugs crawling through what was left. Daniel only managed a quick look before turning away, fighting the urge to throw up. The police told him she’d been four months pregnant. Judging by Isaac’s desperate screams, they guessed she’d been assaulted before she died. She and Isaac had hidden in the mountains. She’d gotten sick but, with no money and nowhere to go, she just stayed until she died. The saddest thing was, her little boy had probably stayed by her side for days after she passed. It was winter, or the corpse would have been more horrible.
Daniel took Isaac in his arms and carried him away. His heart felt like it was splitting in two, but he didn’t let the boy look back. “Isaac, I’ll take care of you from now on,” he promised, voice thick with guilt. “I’m sorry. I let you and your mother down. I got here too late… I’m so sorry.”
He dug into their past and found out just how hard things had been for Isaac and his mom, and how it all traced back to his own mother. If Grace hadn’t been pulling strings in the background, Isaac’s mother wouldn’t have had to hide in the mountains. But that was his own mom. As soon as Daniel found even a trace of the truth, he just stopped. He didn’t dare find out more. Instead, he sent Isaac overseas, hired people to look after him in secret, and tried to move on.
But Daniel forgot something important. Even though Isaac was just a kid, those memories were burned into his mind, too painful to ever forget. Daniel never brought in a counselor, never really checked in on his son’s mental health. He saw Isaac acting polite and quiet and just assumed he’d gotten over it. But Isaac never let go.
“Dad.” Isaac’s voice cut through the silence. “That old bitch died too easily. She should have been the one to go through this pain. She’s the reason my mom suffered, right? We just wanted a peaceful life, but none of you would allow it. When my mom was being hurt, do you know who she called for? She was calling your name.”
Daniel was dead.
Jace could barely get the words out. “What… what does Bianca have to do with this? How would she even know something happened to Dad?”
The officer went on, “Has your sister Bianca been missing lately? She was kidnapped and held captive by your father’s illegitimate son, Isaac. He abused her for a long time. There was also an old family servant, Jean. She was locked up with Bianca in Isaac’s private villa, down in the basement. Some time ago, Bianca was rescued. Didn’t she show up at your wedding?”
Jace’s mind was spinning. He could only nod, dazed. “Yeah… she came to my wedding. She exposed my wife’s real face in front of everyone. That scandal was everywhere. But after that she disappeared again. I tried to find her, but she was just gone. Where is she now? Is she okay?”
The officer’s voice was calm and even. “She’s been hiding out. She said she wasn’t ready to face anyone or talk to the police, so she kept quiet. Yesterday, Bianca ended her pregnancy and sent the remains to Isaac, hidden in a package with a listening device inside. She wanted to get evidence before calling the police, but what she heard instead was your father being murdered by Isaac. She called us right away. The listening device didn’t have a tracker, so it took some time for us to find this place.”

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