Sunset in Paradise

FINDING X: Darkest Secrets and Lies

“Kasalanan ng ama mo ang gumawa sa akin,”

Reina is now a successful lawyer, a chairwoman and a mother of three.

Though life seems in her favor having this success and happiness, she still longed for one good answer. To find the truth behind her dad's untimely death.

Unfortunately, it was already a cold case. Having no tangible proof to reopen the investigation, she turns to her private eye friend, Devlin to solve the case. She only needed closure to gain peace of mind, but as they delved deeper and the pieces of evidence they collected bore more questions, Reina found herself in a cobweb of conspiracies, lies after lies and extreme deceit beyond she had ever imagined.

Also, her dad's deal with the devil produced a predicament she was about to face. Her son, Atticus is about to reap what is long time being sow.

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Excerpt from Finding X :

‡Heirloom‡

There was really something off about the filed reports in my hand and the actual records I saw down the cellar. The documents that my husband and I retrieved from the renovation we did to the mansion, six months ago.

Cleaning every corner of this colonial residence and discarding the unnecessary stuff from my grandparents down to the artifacts and historical pieces that should belong to a museum.

We did some huge decluttering, but what shocked me was what we found out one time when we got bored and tried to explore my genealogy.

Obviously, these files were hidden there for a serving purpose and not safe to divulge to anyone.

My dad, I thought I knew him, but every time I tried to recall the past, the blurry fragments of my childhood memories and my encounters with my childhood savior, my half-brother, Ysaak kept on coming back to me like raging flashes together with numerous bugging nightmares again.

My thirty-six years of existence was a lie. All I know about myself and my family was fabricated, and what's hiding beyond the façade is the tainted history of lies with heinous deception and bloodcurdling conspiracies.

My sanity and present countenance were on the line again I couldn't help but wonder, what the Hell really happened back there?

Sighing, I rested them down on the desk, closed my eyes while massaging both my temples and rested my back on the backrest of my recliner. Things are really getting absurd.

Someone knocked on my study room door. It rapped three times before I acknowledged who was behind it. Then a head peered into the open door.

“May new case ka ba na inaaral?” my husband asked.

I just shook my head. “Nah, Yung dati pa rin, tsaka kilala mo 'ko, di ko dinadala ang mga paper works at trabaho ko sa bahay,” I assured him.

“That statement is a bit scarier, sinabi ko na sa 'yong tigilan mo na yan, hayaan mo nang iba ang humawak ng kaso,” he still insisted, too concerned about my mental and physical health once again.

He walked over to my direction and stood to my side. I avoided him, stood and walked towards the huge overseeing ceiling-to-floor window and looked for something to interest me in the garden, observing the silence of the night.