Page 93 of Sypher

It really sucked knowing everything and not knowing who to trust.

After I put Danika back to bed the night we watched the rain and I told her about my dad, I received a coded file from Oracle. The information she sent was the last remaining piece of information I needed to put everything together. I now knew the truth behind everything my dad, James, and Popeye were fighting for. This fucked-up war wasn’t just about protecting Jackson anymore, but also three others.

All innocents.

One I already knew about, the other two were a shock.

The second everything fell into place, I called the one woman everyone was eager to find but had no idea where to find her because I did my job well. I knew I didn’t need to call Jackson. I had already warned him before I was arrested.

I could only pray he heeded my warning.

Her voice resonated shock as I gripped my phone tightly.

“When did you get out?”

“We need to talk,” I sneered.

She gasped. “What happened? Is she okay?”

“I need you to tell me what you remember from her birth.”

“What are you talking about? I told you everything I knew.”

“She’s a twin.”

“No,” she whispered. “That’s impossible. I would have known.”

“You were sedated and given a C-section. That fucking bitch lied to you. I verified everything. She is a twin.”

“No,” she cried. “Oh God…NO!”

“Listen to me. He’s safe, or will be before this day is over, but I need your help.”

“I have a son.”

“Yes, and like I said he’s safe. I—”

“Who?”

“He was with you when you left the Trick Pony.”

“Oh GOD!” she shouted. “Danny, he can’t know!”

“Already working on it. That’s why I’m calling you. How fast can you get to Diamond Creek?”

“Why?”

“Because I have a plan, and I need your help.”

“Will I be coming back here?”

“Probably not.”

“Then I need a few days to make arrangements for everyone here.”

“One week. No more,” I firmly stated. “Text me when you are on your way. Oh, and just so you know. Sinclair knew he was your son.”

“I’ll fucking kill him!”

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