Maya POV
Mr. Choi led me through the office, past rows of desks where a handful of staff looked up as we passed, past shelves of legal binders and filing cabinets, and into a back office that was smaller and quieter than the rest of the floor.
He went to a locked cabinet in the corner, put a key from his pocket, and removed a thick sealed envelope. He set it on the desk in front of me.
"This was filed under very specific instructions," he said carefully. "It was to remain sealed until ownership of this firm changed hands, at which point it was to be passed directly to the new owner."
I looked at the envelope.
"Who filed it?" I asked.
Mr. Choi hesitated for just a moment. "A Mr. Daniel Anderson," he said quietly. "Your father, I believe."
The room was very quiet.
My father.
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