Tim has been looking at me funny since the cops left the house and I knew he was up to something. That and he seemed nervous.
I carefully studied him and caught sight of something blinking in his hand. A fucking recorder!!!
He didn’t even have the common sense to hide it properly. Such a fool. That was when the brightest idea came to mesince he wants to play with the big boys, I might just let him. Finally, he grew a pair and started asking me questions.
“Amanda, I know you planned this.”
“Planned what?”
I faked my saddest voice yet and made sure that whoever listens to the tape will no doubt that I have been crying for a very long time.
“I know you planted the cocaine and called the cops on them.”
“What?… I would never do that. I love Ash like she were my mother and my dad too.”
I swear I am going to wash out my mouth with soap after this.
“Cut the bullshit you lying bitch!!! You’ve always hated my mother!!!”
“And you’ve always hated me.”
“Yes, and do you know why?”
“You and that bitch you call a mother kept my father away from us. I had to know my father from afar!!!”
Okay.
Now I had to get that recorder. Could be very useful in the future.
“It’s not my fault.”
“Yes, it is. And cut the act, we both know you’re nothing but a conniving serpent. This is all about the house, isn’t it?”
My skin was beginning to itch, I had to get out of here before I fall out of character. All of tonight’s acting is beginning to get to me.
I deserve a fucking Oscar.
I stood up from the seat without answering the question and found my way to my room. Until I closed my door, I could hear Tim cursing me.
After making sure my door was locked, I took my clothes off and ran a bath. I took extra care because of the bandage on my head, I let out a sigh as the warm water soothed my muscles and my mind. I also thought about my next line of action, I had to find out where my father kept his important work documents and that was what the truth serum was for.
I was going to use it on Tim. Henry has been taking him to the office, showing him the ropes so I bet he knows where he kept all of hisimportant stuff.
I rinsed myself and got out of the bath, I wore my bathrobe and went to bed that way, it was just so soft and comfy that after all of my activities tonight I just didn’t want to take it off.
‘I’ll get them all mom. I promise’
That was the last thought I had before exhaustion set in and sleep took over.
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My alarm clock beeped, signifying that it was 3:00 pm.
Time to get to work.
I groggily got ul from my bed and put some clothes on, I missed my bathrobe already. I brought out two syringes and pumped it full with truth serum, I didn’t know how much was necessary to get him talking. I wore my black outfit again just to get in the espionage mood and walked out of my room and into Tim’s, I didn’t need to knock and the door wasn’t locked either.
Not that breaking the doorwould wake the little shit up, Tim slept like the Egyptian dead. I walked towards him and waited a few minutes for my eyes to adjust to the darkness and there he was, drooling from a side of the mouth. He looked so stupid, I feel so sorry for whoever has to put up with this loser.
I shook my head and went to work injecting him with the truth serum, I waited a couple of minutes before waking him up. That proves to be a Herculean task and I was this close to using a blaring horn right into his ear.
Finally, he stared awake but somehow was still sleepy.
“Tim, I’m going to ask you a few questions and you will answer them honestly, okay?”
Tim nodded his head slowly but manages to keep his eyes open.
“Where does Dad keep his important documents and … deeds?”
“It’s in his home office, there is a secret door behind the shelf.”
“How do I open it?”
“You pull the third book on the second row of the left side of the shelf and it opens. The code is 2919.”
“Thank you, Tim, you can go back to sleep now.”
Tim gladly went back to drooling and snoring. All these things were under the same roof as me but trust Henry to tell his illegitimate child rather than the legitimate one.
I knew there was a very real reality that Tim could wake up and remember what happened last night and begin to wonder why he answered all my questions without hesitation or difficulty, but Tim was a deep sleeper, he knew it too. All I had to do was make him look like a fool if he ever brought up the subject.
I walked to Henry’s home office and did as I instructed to do and was met with a safe-like door. I input the code and then I heard creaking and groaning and then the door was swinging open. The room was like a vault of sorts. I could see some of my mother’s jewelry, I immediately recognized the single string pearl necklace she loved so much. I picked it up and put it in my pocket.
I immediately went to the shelves and began to browse through the documents, it took me about 4 hours but I managed to find the deed and some other interesting documents like my mother’s date of birth and other deeds as well. Turns out my mother is some titled heiress from England, the daughter of some Duke.
She owned several houses too but my father only ever let me know about just one of them in England. And he was wrong about a will too because I found a copy that clearly states that ALL of my mother’s properties should be immediately transferred to me the day I turn 18. So turns out I’d be a multimillionaire in a matter of 5 days, I also found a few legal documents that showed Henry wanted to transfer ownership of most of these properties to his name.
Any guilt I felt before faded immediately after I saw those documents. I didn’t miss a beat, I immediately ran to the kitchen to retrieve a lighter and set it ablaze.
I got a bag from my room and packed up all of my mother’s jewelry, I took the will as well as the deeds to all of my mother’s houses and after thrashing the office I locked it back up and ran up to my room.
I began to pack my bags, I didn’t know when Tim would wake or if Ashley and Henry would be able to get bail, I didn’t want to be here when they got back.
By first light, I was driving over to Santiago’s. Maya was shocked to see me and all but she didn’t ask any questions and immediately helped me bring my bags up, turns out Mrs. Santiago and Matteo were still asleep so there was no one to save me from Maya’s questions.
The second my butt hit the single sofa in the room, Maya began with the questions.
“What happened?”
“I left.”
“Yes, I can see that. You never say anything about your family and I want everything now!!!”
She gave me a ‘don’t you dare mess with me’ look and I knew that I was boxed in. I took a deep breath and told her my whole story, carefully edited of course. I told her how my mother died, Ashley’s role, and Henry’s reaction to my mother’s death, I also told her how he married his mistress and planned to give his illegitimate son my inheritance. And then I showed her pictures of all three of them.
Maya was livid!!!
She’s probably angrier than I have been for the past ten years.
“The nerve of that fucker, how dare he!!!”
“Maya, did you just cuss?”
“Yeah, deal with it.”
We talked for a while until I began yawning, I told her I needed a few hours of shuteye.
“You know that you’re welcome to stay as long as you want right?”
“I know but I don’t want to impose, I’d move into my mother’s house here in Cali the second I turn 18.”
She lay down with me and held my hand as I fell asleep.