"IT WAS THE WRONG NUMBER"

30. Warot

KEITH'S POV

She ran off leaving me a confused mess. What exactly is happening today?

First of all I find Meghan in my kitchen. The girl who denied my phone number and asked to come early to finish the project, suddenly enters my house from the kitchen door. Even our servants use the main door. I always used this door when I had to sneak around at late nights.

Then she finishes the project all by herself. She didn't even spent a second for thinking about adding my point. To be honest the point is valid. Why would anyone create a secret way out when you have great entrance and especially when you are the king.

He did have an ulterior motive. But that stubborn girl just raised her eyebrow then shook her head placing her right hand on her head. Actually hitting the top of head with her hand. 

Coming ahead she enters all the rooms of my house, opens all the drawers and inspects all the documents. The reason being; unknown.

To add icing on the cake I find a book which is actually not a book but a box with a code? The code was my birthdate. My dad keeps my birthdate everywhere as his code. And then the address and the kiss.

It's not I didn't like the kiss. It was just unexpected. The happiness on her face looked like she found access to every brain.

What special thing do we find at this address? Exiting my dad's room, I goggled the address. I found two huge old buildings. And nothing else. She is happy because of these old buildings?

I can assure you this place is owned by ghosts. I've got some wired obsession with ghosts.

Finding nothing interesting, I decided to take a nap. I'm tired of sticking pictures, I do deserve some rest.

"Keith, come downstairs. Right now." Not even 5 minutes in sleep and my mother decides to end it. I stand up and stretch a little.

"Keith are you coming?" I yell a 'yes' and walk downstairs. What can be so important than my sleep?

Walking inside the hall, I notice Uncle Nate standing besides my mom and a police officer. I quickly walk and stand besides my mom. "What's the matter?" I ask her looking at the other two people still standing. Can they not sit? I don't wanna stand.

Uncle Nate is Dad's secretary. The officer hands some documents in my mother's hands. 

"The company is now handed to you, Mathew Davis is in our custody." I freeze hearing the officer's words. Dad in jail? Why? .. How? ..

I look at my mother who looks relieved and then confused. I never liked my dad and neither did my mom. But leaving him wasn't a option. I know for a fact that he was involved in illegal things. At some times, I felt proud to use his name in college and gain attention. But now I  think I'm mature.  

 I look at Nate who is standing with few documents going through them. The officer standing next to him and my mother thinking about something. Can we sit, I need to understand what the hell is happening in my life.

"What is Meghan's full name?" my mother questions me. Why does she want to know her name. I give her a 'this is the time' look and try to recall her surname.

"Meghan .. Meghan Anderson." Her flips pull into a smile and she looks at the officer.

"Michel and Kayla's daughter?" he nods at my mother's question, smiling? If possible, my mom's smile grows more wide.

"The papers we've been searching for are found.  And now to avoid any problems for you and your son, we will release a statement saying your Mathew is ill and you have taken over. The rest can be discussed later." They all all nod understandingly. 

"The statement isn't necessary." My mother tells the officer.

"Your son might get comments in the college. let us do this for him. This is Meghan's request." My mother nods with a smile on her face. As they all leave after signing some documents, I look at mother for explanation.

She seems calm about the situation. As much as I wanted to get rid of my dad, police and jail and statement doesn't seem right. 

"My best friend Kayla was a secret agent and her husband Michel worked in the same department . He discovered a secret sea route for the ships. In this way the army could reach the other end with weapons. He also build a ship that had few secret cabinets. He named it as Warot. Your father along with his associates wanted to be involved in this plan but the department didn't let them. I thought he gave up with the idea ages ago. But your father .. he planned their accident along with their daughter. He found the ship and sold it to other country but he couldn't find the route because it was hidden in a locker that can only be opened with their daughter's fingerprint."

She didn't need to clear the fact that the child who survived was Meghan and the fact Meghan was acting wired and interrogative.

"How did dad know about the shipment? Wasn't it suppose to be secretive to the department people."

"It was. He forced me to tell him when he found me speaking with Kayla. We were searching for the papers and evidence for 5 years. I tried every my best but I couldn't." she paused to have a look at my confused face. " I am an espionage too. An espionage is a secret agent who works with police and handles crime matters."

I looked at my mother with admiration. She was sure the best woman I have met. She kept up with my dad just for me. I know she is capable to handle dad's business.

"You can still continue your work mom. I will soon take the responsibility from you." she kissed my cheek. I walked back into my room to actually digest everything.

Dad is in the right place now. How can he degrade so low. He killed Meghan's parents.

Meghan. How is she feeling? I feel bad for her. She lost her parents because of my dad. I should speak to her. damn I don't even have her number. I should ask mystery girl.

Though it wasn't me behind all of this, I am going to apologize to her and listen to her as she listens to me. 

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