Jeremy woke before the sun the next morning, he was out of bed and out of the Milton Community before his secretary could arrive to announce that his partners were growing fed up with his absence and incessant postponement of meetings. He drove directly to the Kingston mansion with the location that Gilbert had sent to him that night. The instructions had been really clear, he didn't have to go with anyone and he didn't. Arriving at the gate of the estate, he pulled out his platinum card and showed it to the security who was shocked but then insisted that he had to confirm with his boss first before he was let in. Jeremy was used to the protocols and standards of the elite estates and mansions in the city, especially when it came to security. He hadn't expected the Kingston family to be any less on security, but he hadn't expected them to take it overboard either.As Jeremy drove in, he could see uniformed men line the driveway, almost like they had been expecting danger. Jeremy s

Jeremy left the Kingston mansion angrier than he had arrived. They just wasted two hours of his day and he hadn't found out anything remotely useful about the family or even Hilda and Gilbert themselves. And the dark hallway within the building still made him ponder on what was locked beyond that heavily protected door, perhaps it was a vault, a safe? It surely couldn't be the Kingston safe, Sinclair said it was in possession of the council of lawyers and awaiting for the true heir to bring the code. Jeremy hissed angrily as he reversed into the street and sped off, "How dare she try to bribe me off with money?" He spat angrily into the quiet car. He should have known that Hilda would have a trick like that up her sleeves. But it only empowered Jeremy, he was now sure that he was a threat to them and he had to keep up with his research and find the right people who could help him, there was no way that Gilbert would be the true heir, it didn't matter that he was the lord's son, Jer

Mildred was silent as they all walked out of the house, she knew her whole life was going to crash down on her, she wouldn't be able to buy the beach house she'd already booked the realtor for that weekend. "I can't believe you never loved me, Mildred," Bob said, hurt. "Go be a crybaby elsewhere, Bob, I don't owe you any apologies." She said and got off the couch as he went into her bathroom. "The men will remain with you throughout today, no calls, no messages, no funny moves or you will spend the rest of your freaking life in jail," Jeremy warned her as he went off. Jeremy still couldn't believe that a mere secretary was compromising his company. It was indeed the least on the list that posed the hardest threats. He wondered what Sinclair would think if he found out that their offices had both been compromised a few days apart. It was such a baffling coincidence. As he got into the car, he was prepared to brace up for whatever info that Mildred would give to him. It was bound

"Will you help me?" Fred asked, sounding hopeful. Jeremy nodded, the man had been very helpful even from the very first day he took that flight to meet him at South Dakota. Even when he knew that he would be at risk for communicating with him, he did not turn him away. He felt duty-bound to help him reunite with his family. "All I need is information on the last location, I will have my investigators take it up from there." He assured him. "Thank you, Jeremy. I am in your debt." Fred said. Jeremy opened the small box that Fred handed him, inside it was an old-looking compass, a small map, and a key that looked to be made out of wood. "The location of the underground channel is being circled on the map, I don't know why you have so much zeal about this, you will face a lot of opposition, Gilbert and Hilda will certainly not give up on the inheritance that easily, but I wish you good luck, be careful and do not trust anyone," Fred said.Jeremy nodded, looked at the moon for a coupl

The police arrived just in time, but Jeremy and Sinclair had no use for them. As the sounds of the siren blasted outside, Jeremy knew it was time to leave, he didn't want to risk the police finding out about the secret entrance, he had a feeling that there was a lot more digging to do before he wrote off the place entirely. “That is our cue to leave," Sinclair said as he kicked at another debris, this time it was a piece of cloth that looked much like a face mask. "Let's get out of here, I know the police will get very nosey, but I don't think I am willing to answer questions or risk exposing Fred, the man is already too paranoid as it is without adding the police to his list of problems," Jeremy said and Sinclair nodded. The men made their way through the underground channel into the main building, they passed through a stairwell that was heavily barricaded with planks and rotting wood. As they got to the main floor, both men turned to look at themselves as they realized that the