Twisted-Games

I didn’t think he would reveal anything, but one never knew with Alex
Volkov.
His expression chilled. “That concludes our business, Your Highness.”
He paused at the door. “I suggest looking at Arthur Erhall’s family file first.
There’s some information there you’ll find very interesting.”
He disappeared into the hall, leaving me with nothing but a flash drive
and a sick feeling in my stomach.
Drawing Alex into the situation had been a horrible idea, but it was too
late for regrets.
I retrieved my burner laptop and plugged the USB in. I didn’t trust him
enough to plug anything he gave me into my personal computer.
I pulled up Erhall’s file. Finances. Past relationships. Family. Political
deals and scandals that had been covered up. I was tempted to dive into the
last one, but I clicked on the family file first, as Alex had suggested.
At first, it looked normal, just a rundown of Erhall’s lineage and
information about his ex-wife, who’d died in a plane crash years ago. Then
my eyes snagged on the word children and the two names listed beneath it.
My hand flew to my mouth.
Oh my God.