I look at Killian, and he puts the paper aside. Picking another file, he handed it to me. I sat back and opened it. It was not just my father’s file, but my grandfather’s as well, and my great-grandfather, Philip Anderson. Everything from their birth to death, or how many missions they did as a Shadow Knight was here—except my father. His details all matched with his facade, but nothing about the Shadow Knight.
“Someone deliberately removed him from our records,” he said.
“Who would do that, and why?” I wondered as I looked down at the papers. The file was thick. They were not just Shadow Knights—they were good at it. I come from a line of murderers. It was right here.
“Why? This is yet to be seen. But who? I already have the answer.”
I looked at him with a silent question.
“My grandf
