Chapter 14 - THE LAST ENEMY

I never thought I would sit across from Arthur again.
The man who destroyed my family.
The man who stole thirty years from my mother.
The man who turned my childhood into a lie.
But there he was.
Behind glass.
Older.
Tired.
Broken.
Not the powerful advisor everyone feared.
Just a man who finally lost everything.
âYou wanted to see me.â
Arthur looked at me.
âYes.â
I sat down.
âWhy?â
He smiled slightly.
âBecause now you understand.â
âUnderstand what?â
âThat I wasnât the only monster.â
I hated that he was partly right.
But I refused to let him use the truth as an excuse.
âYou destroyed innocent people.â
âYes.â
He admitted it without hesitation.
That surprised me.
âI did terrible things.â
âThen why?â
Arthur looked away.
âBecause I became obsessed with power.â
For the first time, he sounded human.
Not innocent.
But human.
âWho tried to kill you?â
His expression changed.
âThe people I worked for.â
I leaned forward.
âPeople?â
Arthur nodded.
âThere was a group behind everything.â
My stomach tightened.
âWho?â
He slid a piece of paper across the table.
A list of names.
Powerful people.
People who controlled companies.
Politicians.
Investors.
The same people who benefited when my family fell apart.
âThey used me,â Arthur said.
âAnd you used my family.â
âYes.â
The honesty was unsettling.
âWhy tell me now?â
Arthur looked at me.
âBecause they are coming after you next.â
I stood.
âIâm not afraid.â
âYou should be.â
His voice became serious.
âThey donât care about money anymore.â
âThen what do they want?â
Arthur whispered:
âControl.â
When I left the prison, I found my family waiting outside.
My mother immediately knew something was wrong.
âWhat happened?â
I handed her the list.
Her face changed.
She recognized some names.
âNoâŠâ
My father looked at her.
âYou know them?â
She nodded slowly.
âThey were the reason I disappeared.â
The truth finally connected.
Arthur wasnât the beginning.
He was only a piece of a much bigger plan.
That night, we gathered every piece of evidence we had.
For the first time, my entire family stood together.
But then the security alarm started screaming.
Everyone froze.
A guard ran inside.
âMr. Blackwood!â
âWhat happened?â
His face was pale.
âSomeone broke into the company building.â
I grabbed my coat.
âWhat did they take?â
The guard swallowed.
âNothing.â
I frowned.
âThen why break in?â
He looked at me.
âBecause they left something behind.â
We rushed to the company.
On my desk was a single envelope.
My name written on it.
Inside was a photograph.
A photograph of me.
Taken that morning.
From outside my house.
Someone had been watching me.
The entire time.
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On the back of the photo were five words.
You are not the first Blackwood.