13 Hallager Street [INCOMPLETE]

31. Secret inheritance?

-Hey!! This chapter is dedicated to HolleySabrinaSally who is the absolute sweetest ever! Thank you for showing your support hehe <3 Nowwwww on with the story-

Katie's POV

It's been a month. Shane still hasn't woken up. He's been in a coma for one whole month. Every time I try to sleep, I have nightmares, nightmares about my encounter with Cody at The Black Light's HQ and how Shane got hurt. Every night I go to bed, I spend a good amount of time tossing and turning. Every day I wake up with beads of sweat on my forehead and a racing heart. Every day I wake up with dark circles under my eyes and my skin a sickly colour. Every single day I wake up praying that Shane would wake up. And every single day, I'm disappointed. The doctor says to give him time, but how much time is that? A month? Six months? A year?

I move the chair I'm sitting on over to Shane's bedside table. The four white and grey walls of Shane's room stare at me, and I stare back blankly. The pen in my hand draws a line lazily on the paper before me. Teachers weren't given much details, but I had been given extensions on all my homework.

The opening of the Suez Canal

I stare at the words on my question paper, trying to concoct an answer. It's useless, my brain can't function. I let out a long groan and place my head on the desk. I have to write a 1000 essay on the Suez Canal and all I've written is two words.

My name.

I shut my eyes and take a breathe in. The strong hospital smell of antiseptic hits me and I scrunch up my nose. Sitting back up, I twist to the left and right to crack my stiff back. I feel like a grandma. My chestnut brown hair is a mess. It's super fizzy and all over the place. It's been days since I've brushed it, now it hurts to pull the bristles of a brush through the lengths of my bird-nest-like hair.

Ever since Shane got hurt, I haven't cared much about appearance, or anything really. I only eat and drink when necessary, I keep bathroom trips to a minimum. I haven't watched a single minute of Netflix (wow me!) and I haven't touched makeup or a hair brush since. Jessica has been trying to get me out of the building, but I refuse to leave. If I'm not in Shane's room watching him, I'm either in the bathroom or eating downstairs. That's it. I haven't been to school, but can you blame me?

Screw the Suez Canal. I shove my papers aside and a file on the table catches my eye. Oh right, my father. How am I even going to crack this code? I have no clues on this, what am I supposed to do? Maybe it's written in some ancient language. Nah. The Black Light would make up its own code, it wouldn't be safe if they used a language already invented. People might be able to read their files. People like me! Why haven't I seen this code before? I've been in The Black Light for more than a century now, I've always been loyal!

Well, up till now. But still.

Why haven't I seen this code before?

Scowling l at the file in my hands, I turn the it over before opening it up. Then, I notice something that's actually written in English. The letters 'VNDS' are listed under both my parents' names. What's that?

My brain goes into overdrive from all this thinking and it feels like the walls are caving in. I feel like giving up. But... Shane...

He lies peacefully on his hospital bed, not aware of what just happened an hour ago.

Flashback to an hour ago

"Mrs Snyder, I'm afraid it's what's best."

"No!" I let out a strangled scream before she can even respond to the doctor. "We are not pulling the life plug!" I step between the doctor and the door.

"I don't care what you say. No matter what you do or say, I will not allow you to pull the plug. Not even if we have to wait for another ten years!" I hiss out vehemently, a malicious glint in my eyes, threatening the doctor to challenge me.

"This is very expensive, think about it, Katie. Mr and Mrs Hever can't keep going on with this. Either Shane wakes up or he doesn't." The doctor straightup says.

Are you serious? This doctor is completely devoid of emotion! I'd pay for it... but I don't have money... or an inheritance left by my parents.

Wait. An inheritance left by my parents! I've never thought about it, but we had multiple cars and a huge house, surely they would have left an inheritance for me somewhere!

"No, we're going to give Shane as much help as we can." Mrs Snyder says to the doctor. She squeezes my hand encouragingly. I offer her a small smile.

The Snyders may be rich, but they aren't billionaires. Sooner or later they'll have to pull the plug. If I can find the inheritance my parents left for me, I can help them! I can keep Shane on life support for as long as he needs.

End of flashback

I take out my laptop from my bag and turn it on.

Going onto the google search engine, I type in 'Phil Hever'. I don't really expect to find much on him because secret agents usually lead low-key lives, right? Which is why I'm surprised at the results.

'Phil Hever. Vascular surgeon at Greenhill Hospital.'

What? My dad was a surgeon?

I can't believe it. How did my dad manage to keep up with his job while running around as an agent? I read on.

'Phil Hever won the Lifetime Achievement Award and Medal for Innovation in Vascular Surgery, as well as the Excellence in Community Service Award.'

What. the heck.

'Phil Hever operated on the Prime Minister when he suffered from Atherosclerosis in 2015.'

Holy schnitzel. The Prime Minister?!

'Phil Hever was Greenhill Hospital's best Vascular surgeon and will be dearly missed by all.'

Okay...

My eyes are still boggling at the screen. My father was a family man, a great guy. He held two jobs, both of which were very demanding, and was still able to make it home to spend quality time with me and Mom? Damn. I did inherit his amazing time-management.

Maybe I should try my mom.

I type 'Genevieve Hever' and press 'search'. Once again, the results shock me.

'Genevieve Hever was Greenhill Hospital's most valued Neurosurgeon. With the steadiest hands in the whole hospital, Genevieve Hever was in charge of many, if not all, of the absolutely crucial surgeries.'

Um... okay... so both my parents were crazy good surgeons and agents at the same time who somehow found the time to interact meaningfully with their child. Wow. Wonder where those time management genes went.

Maybe it's time I pay a visit to Greenhill Hospital and find out more about my parents, and the inheritance too

I push the chair back and stand up. Maybe Jess was right, I do need some fresh air.

The first thing I do is spend a good fifteen minutes on taming my wild chestnut hair into a high pony. I do some light makeup to try and cover up the dark circles under my eyes. But despite my efforts, I still look like some sort of endangered panda. Oh wells. I grab a coffee from downstairs. Oh, how I've missed this caramel-y aroma. Before I insert my keys into the ignition, I tighten my ponytail.

Inheritance, I'm coming for you.

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