Frauds

Chapter 15

"Why do you need to see Rider's medical files?"

"You're trying to tell me that even though it's a clear violation of people's privacy, you'd be down to give me anyone else's medical files?"

"Rider is different." Dawn replied with conviction, only showing Flynn more that he was right. They were hiding things about Rider and he was clearly coming close.

"Why, because Rider is Damon?"

This thought had always been a creeping suspicion in the back of Flynn's head, even before he started his investigation into it but suddenly, everyone was being sketchy about it and it proved his prior hunch. Car accident? They really could have done better than that. Even the details in Damon's medical files seemed almost faked.

The colour came back on her face and Flynn realised that Dawn must have understood that if she didn't tell him now, he didn't mind sitting for the next week sorting through all of the files.

"You aren't going to let this go, are you?" she asked, already knowing the answer but hoping never hurt, did it?

He just let out a hard scoff before extending his arm to the files, showing Dawn the answer to his question.

Without much choice, she walked over to the third cabinet and pulled it open but instead of pulling out a medical file like Flynn was expecting, Dawn took out all the files in the cabinet and proceeded to pull out a tray like thing from the bottom of it, revealing just 5 different files. One of them contained the name 'Rider: Damon Harwood'.

"It was a codename, wasn't it?" he asked, a lot of pieces from the puzzle suddenly making sense in his head. Aniyah and Damon weren't just one time buddies that saw each other at a theme park. Damon, before his 'car accident' was part of the Protectors but clearly, his amnesia wasn't short term.

If he put four and four together, from what he saw in the car after Damon was shot and how she'd been acting around him, they used to be an item. There's no way that you treat a boy that followed you and compromised the exact essence of your alter ego like your life depended on theirs. It was just the cherry on top that both Ismail and Aniyah both slipped up and called him Rider. From that, he could easily tell that the three were close knit before.

"You're smart, I'll give you that. From that look on your face, you already figured most of it out. Look, personally I don't support the fact that they haven't let the boy know yet but I'm not going to get in the way of their ruling. If they don't want to tell him, that's on them but I need you to promise me that whatever you do, you don't drag my name into it, alright?"

Flynn noticed how during this whole thing, this was the only time that Dawn seemed truly uncomfortable, rocking from one foot to another as her brows were knit tightly.

"It's the least I could do for your help, I guess. But Dawn, I have to ask, why is this the one thing about this whole ordeal that made you the most uncomfortable?"

She looked up at him, the look of discomfort still not shifting from her face but Flynn was determined. If he was going to be living with these people indefinitely, it didn't hurt to get to know the people he was going to live with.

"It's a long story." she replied, not really wanting to divulge into something she'd kept hidden from people for so many years.

Even if Flynn had promised not to throw her under the bus, she wasn't exactly new to the idea of people betraying her trust.

Flynn just walked around the room and pulled two chairs from the other side of the room so they were both facing each other.

Pointing to the other chair, Flynn took a seat. "Good thing I have all night."