The road to the coast was almost completely empty.
Daniel drove with both hands on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the narrow road ahead. Beside him, Sophia held the small key they had found in the wooden box.
Neither of them had said much since leaving the city.
The words written on the note were still fresh in their minds.
THE OLD LIGHTHOUSE.
Sophia looked through the windshield.
"Do you really think your father disappeared there?"
"I don't know."
Daniel glanced at the key in her hand.
"But someone went to great lengths to make sure we found it."
Sophia looked at him.
"You're worried."
"I am."
"About what?"
Daniel was quiet for a moment.
"Losing you."
Sophia's expression softened.
"You won't."
"You can't promise that."
"Neither can you."
Their eyes met for a second before Daniel looked back at the road.
Sophia smiled faintly.
"You know, for someone who says he's afraid of losing me, you spend a lot of time trying to keep me away from danger."
"Because I know what danger looks like."
"And I know what it feels like to be left behind."
Daniel understood immediately.
He reached for her hand.
"I won't leave you behind."
Sophia held his hand tightly.
"Then let's find the truth."
They continued toward the coast.
An hour later, the old lighthouse appeared in the distance.
It stood on a rocky hill overlooking the sea.
The building was tall, weathered, and abandoned.
Its white walls had turned gray from years of rain and wind.
Daniel parked near the bottom of the hill.
Sophia looked up.
"That's it."
Daniel nodded.
They climbed the hill together.
The wind became stronger as they approached the lighthouse.
At the entrance, Daniel tried the main door.
Locked.
Sophia held up the key.
"Maybe this is what it's for."
She inserted it.
The lock clicked.
The door opened.
Inside, the air smelled of salt and dust.
A narrow spiral staircase curved upward.
Daniel looked around.
"Stay close."
Sophia smiled.
"You keep saying that."
"Because you keep walking into danger."
"So do you."
He smiled.
"Fair enough."
They began climbing.
Halfway up the stairs, Sophia stopped.
"What is it?"
She pointed toward the wall.
There was a small photograph attached to it.
Daniel removed it carefully.
The photograph showed four people standing near the lighthouse.
His father.
Sophia's father.
His mother.
And another man.
Daniel stared at the stranger.
"Who is that?"
Sophia looked at the photograph.
"I don't know."
Daniel turned it over.
A date was written on the back.
The same year the money disappeared.
Below the date were three words.
HE KNEW EVERYTHING.
Sophia looked at Daniel.
"Who?"
"I don't know."
They continued climbing.
At the top of the lighthouse, they found a small room.
There was an old desk near the window.
A chair.
A metal cabinet.
And a wooden chest.
Daniel walked toward the chest.
It was locked.
He tried the key.
It opened immediately.
Inside were several letters and a small recorder.
Sophia picked up the first letter.
"It's from your father."
Daniel took it from her.
He unfolded it slowly.
The handwriting was unmistakable.
Sophia watched his face as he read.
"What does it say?"
Daniel swallowed.
"He says he knew someone was using the company to move money."
Sophia looked at the letter.
"Who?"
"He doesn't say."
"Keep reading."
Daniel continued.
"Robert says he trusted three people."
He looked at her.
"David. Thomas. And my mother."
Sophia frowned.
"Your mother?"
Daniel nodded.
The letter continued.
"One of them betrayed me. One tried to help me. And one was too afraid to choose."
Daniel stopped.
Sophia stared at him.
"Which one was which?"
"I don't know."
He opened the second letter.
This one was shorter.
"Your father says he was going to meet someone at the lighthouse."
"Who?"
Daniel looked at the page.
"He doesn't give a name."
At the bottom of the letter was a sentence.
If I don't return, the person who knows the truth will come looking for my son.
Sophia's eyes filled with tears.
"Your father knew this would happen."
Daniel nodded.
Then they heard something.
A faint sound came from downstairs.
A door closing.
Sophia looked at Daniel.
"Someone is here."
He immediately stood.
"Stay here."
"No."
"Sophia."
"I'm coming with you."
They moved toward the staircase.
The sound came again.
Footsteps.
Slow.
Someone was climbing.
Daniel stood in front of Sophia.
Then a voice came from below.
"Daniel."
He froze.
He knew that voice.
His mother.
"Mom?"
She appeared at the top of the stairs.
She was breathing heavily.
Daniel stared at her.
"What are you doing here?"
She looked at the letters in his hands.
"I came to stop you."
"Why?"
"Because this place is dangerous."
Sophia stepped forward.
"How did you know we were here?"
His mother looked at her.
"I know more than you think."
Daniel's voice became hard.
"Then tell me everything."
She hesitated.
"Not here."
"Why not?"
"Because someone is watching us."
Sophia looked toward the windows.
"Who?"
His mother shook her head.
"I don't know."
Daniel laughed bitterly.
"Everyone always says they don't know."
His mother looked hurt.
"I'm trying to protect you."
"You've been protecting me with lies my whole life."
She lowered her eyes.
"Because the truth would have destroyed you."
Daniel stepped closer.
"I spent twenty years believing my father was dead."
His mother started crying.
"Daniel..."
"You let me mourn a man who was still alive."
"I was following his instructions."
"Why?"
"Because he knew they would come after you."
Sophia looked at her.
"Who are they?"
His mother looked toward the sea.
"The people who wanted Robert's evidence."
Daniel raised the letter.
"What evidence?"
His mother didn't answer.
Then the recorder on the desk suddenly switched on.
A man's voice filled the room.
Robert.
"If you're hearing this, they found you."
Daniel froze.
His father's voice continued.
"Daniel, I don't know how old you are now, but if this recording reaches you, then I failed to come back."
Daniel's eyes filled with tears.
Robert continued.
"I'm sorry."
Daniel closed his eyes.
"I wanted to protect you. I wanted you to grow up without carrying the weight of my mistakes."
The recording crackled.
"But the truth is, I was never the one who disappeared."
Sophia looked at Daniel.
"What does he mean?"
The recording continued.
"I was taken."
Daniel's heart stopped.
"I was taken the night of the accident by people who worked for someone I trusted."
His mother's hand covered her mouth.
Robert continued.
"They wanted the original account book."
Daniel looked down at the leather notebook.
Sophia understood.
"They're still after it."
Daniel nodded.
Then Robert's voice became quieter.
"If you're listening to this, there is one thing you must understand."
A pause.
"Do not trust Adrian."
Daniel stared at the recorder