I used to be so envious but at the same time happy of their love that I wished I had the same with Ryder.
Now they are no longer with me to guide me. No more with me to help me during my problems. No more with me to console me whenever I whine sillily after a small fight with Ryder, where my dad jokingly tells me that he would punish Ry when he comes back. Though I knew he would never do anything that would hurt Ryder not because he knows it also hurts me but because he loves Ryder too. That can be seen from why he chose Ryder’s name for the password other than the fact the person trying to get in the laptop might be cracking their head open to find the password, which is his full name.
After wiping of the silly tear that rolled down my cheek I decided to check through the photo. As I go through the photo I am bombarded by so many questions in my head.
Why only this photo is there in the computer while I am sure we might have taken other photos as well? Is it just for him to enjoy the picture or is there really something in it. What is in it that made dad very secretive about this laptop that he never allowed me and Ryder near it?
If this is the only picture he has saved when he had deleted other photos, then there really is something in this picture. Either that I am not that clever to get the clue or that my dad is a super genius to hide it in the perfect spot, because even after spending an hour in this picture I get nothing.
Just as I was about to close the picture and take a day off from it. I noticed a dot on my face in the picture. At first I thought it must be the dirt, but the computer is spotless as I had cleaned it everyday sort of me being very preservative about dad’s treasure. But just to be sure I wiped it again to notice that the dot is in the picture and not on the laptop.
When I zoomed in I noticed a code. But it is not that clear that I decided to write a code to enlarge the picture beyond the app’s zoom measurement. But as I started to code there was an action against me coding, which made me realize I got the right clue that made the dad’s defense code acting up.
I easily cracked the code. Not to brag but if it was any other hackers even the one in the top 10 hackers list, first being dad and uncle nick, mandy’s dad, they would have worked on that fight for hours maybe even days but since I was trained by the creator himself I cracked it within 5 mins. No wonder dad was strict when it came to coding. It does have a usage.
The code helped me enlarge the picture to get the code from the picture, which I typed into command prompt.
But the computer shut itself off. I panicked, thinking I must have activated something that the defense mechanism acted up again to shut it off. But soon the screen turn on and this time it took me to another lockscreen but had no password box but simply a bunch of fake red coding on the black screen which made me understand I have to crack through this too.
It took me another 30 mins to find the correct code and finally I am in. There was only one folder in it. And in it was just one file with my name ‘Katherine’ on it.
I have a foreboding sense of dread that something bad is going to happen. The same feeling I have when my dad calls my full name. But somehow I feel like this feeling is 10 times worse. I almost was not going to open it like I used to sometimes try to avoid not to answer my dad, but curiosity won the better of me. And I opened it.
Fuck.
FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.
Now I know why I was dreading to open the file. It took away the last chance of me being happy. Even if in denial. Cause no longer can I deny their end.
But I somehow wanted to deny this beginning of my new life.
New identity.
The file has dad’s will.
I am the co-heir of the most powerful and wealthiest company in the world. BlackJack.
My name was not just Katherine Marshal but Katherine Marshal Black. My dad’s name was not just Damien Griffin but Damien Griffin Black and my mom not just Nina Marshal but Nina Marshal Black. I always used to ask why do I just have first name and last name but not middle name like other kids to which my dad just laughed but what I missed was the fear in his eyes while he fake laughed for me while my mom remained silent.
Now I wish that I had just first name and last name, in this case middle name and no last name. Cause.
What’s fucked up is not the hidden identity of mine. But.
This company is the reason behind my parent’s death. They are the murderers who took my parents from me.
But not just mine.
Ryder’s too.
A/N: Well that was quite a revelation. Did anyone expect it? Let me know in the comments 😉