Ghost Pack

chapter 1

Maggie's POV

I was walking out of the last foster home I would ever be in. No longer bound by the government to stay in a certain spot. Not that it mattered, i never stayed in one home for more than a year. I have no family and no friends. I just quit my job at a fast food joint. Why? Well that's simple but first let me tell you who i am.
My name is Margaret McClellan but I like to be called Maggie. I am 5'7 and i have long wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes.
My parents died shortly after i was born so i dont know what they looked like or anything really. All I know is that their names were Derek and Sarah McClellan. How do i know their names since I was in foster care? Well because a few weeks ago i was asked to go to the court house. My parents had left a inheritance for me. None of my foster parents knew (thank god because some of them would have found a way to take it.)
I just turned 18 about a month ago. I am now going back to the court house with my bags in my broken down junk car to figure out what it is that is in the inheritance.
I was driving down the road, dragged out of my thoughts when the court house came into veiw. I pulled over hopped out the car and quickly walked up to the court house. I walked in and waved at the guards. I always liked them they were so nice to me. After about 5 minutes of walking I finally got to the office i was supposed to be at.
I walked in and saw 2 men. One was sitting behind the desk in a fancy suit and glasses that sat on the end of his nose. The other guy was sitting in one if the seats in front of the desk with a blue button up shirt, black slacks and brown dress shoes. I guess that he was there to be the witness since i didnt have anyone else. I walked further into the room, mumbling a small "hello" as I sat down in the other chair in front of the desk. They both looked at me and welcomed me. "Lets get started shall we?" The guy behind the desk began. The second guy and i hummed a response. The first guy pulled out a type recorder and pressed record. "I, Adam Brookes, am here with Jack Ebersol and Margaret McClellan to discuss Ms. mcClellan's inheritance from her parents Derek and Sarah McClellan." he started. He flipped open a folder with my parents name and my name on it. "Derek and Sarah McClellan left their 5 million dollar fortune along with their collection of Harleys, 2 jeeps, castle and 40 acre forest to their daughter Margaret McClellan." My eyes widdened and my jaw hit the floor as his words hit my ears. I was shocked and speechless. Both men stared at me waiting for me to finish comprehending the new information. After about 10 minutes of sitting there dumbstruck, i finally snapped out of it so he could continue. I slowly nodded to him to continue. "All of the harleys and jeeps are located at the McClellan castle (not a real castle) in Arkansas." He gave my the keys to the castle, along with the address and a money card. With this he ended the meeting and let me go.
I put the keys in my pocket and the address in my phone. I got into my car and stared at the card. A small gold card with my name on it and the card number. I looked in the back to my luggage and started the car. I got onto the interstate and drove out of new York and to Arkansas. Once i reached the state lines i put the address into my gps and headed for it. Before i got there i stopped and grabbed a lot of cleaners and other things I would need because I was guessing that no one had touched anything in some while. Once i got everything and some gas I continued on my journey to my castle. I giggled at the thought. "I have a castle." I kept giggling trying not to bust into laughter. Soon it came into veiw and I pulled over and froze.