THE UNVEIL TRUTH

CHAPTER THREE

Alice chatted on, unaware of the unease.

"I'll make Sophia's favourite soup. And Elias loves my owo soup."

Tino pushed his food around.

Haven stared into space.

Zander and Tracy exchanged concerned glances.

Isabella's eyes seemed to hold a secret.

Suddenly, a plate shattered on the floor.

Alice jumped. "Oh no!

Tino cried out.

Haven's eyes widened.

"What's wrong?" Alice asked.

But no one answered.

The air thickened with tension.

Alice knelt to clean up the shattered plate.

Tino clung to Haven.

Zander and Tracy exchanged worried glances.

Isabella's expression turned grim.

"What's going on?" Alice asked.

But no one replied.

The silence was oppressive.

Suddenly, the lights flickered.

Alice's eyes widened.

"Tino, go to your room!" Isabella ordered.

"Why?" Alice asked.

Isabella's voice was firm.

"Just do it."

Tino scampered off.

Haven followed.

Zander and Tracy hesitated.

"What's happening?" Alice demanded.

Isabella's eyes locked onto hers.

"I'll tell you when Elias and Sophia arrive."

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Alice's eyes narrowed. "What's going on, Isabella?"

Isabella's jaw clenched.

"Just wait," she whispered.

The lights steadied.

An eerie calm settled.

Alice's unease grew.

She sensed secrets.

Secrets hidden from her.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Elias and Sophia arrived.

Isabella's expression changed.

From tense to hopeful.

"Thank God," she breathed.

Alice's confusion deepened.

What did Isabella need to tell her?

Elias and Sophia entered, concerned.

"Hey, guys," Elias said. "What's going on?"

Sophia's eyes scanned the room.

"Tino's been having nightmares," Zander replied.

"And Haven's seen things," Tracy added.

Isabella took a deep breath.

"I've had dreams too," she admitted.

Alice's eyes widened.

"What kind of dreams?" Elias asked.

Isabella hesitated.

"Dark visions," she whispered. "Shadows."

Sophia's expression turned grave.

"We need to talk," Elias said.

Elias's eyes locked onto Isabella's. "What do you mean by 'dark visions'?"

Isabella's voice trembled. "Voices. Threats."

Alice's confusion deepened. "What threats?"

Isabella's gaze dropped. "My husband...his death..."

Zander's brow furrowed. "What about it?"

Isabella's words spilled out. "The voice said it was no accident. His business...destroyed...deliberate."

Sophia's expression turned grim. "What else did it say?"

Isabella's voice barely registered. "It will hurt my children...make me feel pain...despair."

Tino and Haven exchanged fearful glances.

Elias's jaw clenched. "We'll protect you."

But Isabella's eyes held a desperate plea.

"Find out what my husband did," she urged. "What he was involved in."

The room fell silent.

Secrets and shadows loomed.

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Elias's eyes narrowed. "Who knew about Dad's involvement?"

His mother shook her head. "No one. He kept it hidden, even from me."

Isabella frowned. "How could he keep such a big secret?"

Zander's voice dropped to a whisper. "What if someone finds out?"

Elias's jaw clenched. "We need to keep this quiet. Protect our family."

Sophia nodded in agreement. "We'll keep the secret safe."

The family's silence was filled with unspoken fears.

Later that evening, Alice busied herself in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the family. The aroma of roasting vegetables and sizzling meat filled the air, momentarily distracting from the somsombreod.

Elias's mind remained preoccupied with unanswered questions. "Mom, who took Dad's body to the mortuary?" he asked, his brow furrowed.

Isabella hesitated before responding, "John, Alice's husband, and Jeffrey, our neighbour, help with that. Jeffrey's wife and children were also present."

Haven's eyes widened. "Why were they at our house?"

Isabella sighed. "They came to offer support. Jeffrey and John helped carry your father's body to the mortuary."

Tino's voice piped up, "I want to help with dinner, Aunt Alice!"

Alice smiled warmly. "Of course, sweetie. You can help set the table."

As they worked together, Elias's thoughts lingered on the events surrounding his father's passing.

Elias's mind whirled with questions. Something didn't add up. He excused himself and stepped outside, seeking fresh air.

As he paced the porch, he phoned Jeffrey. "Hey, thanks for helping with Dad's arrangements."

Jeffrey's voice was sombre. "No problem, Elias. We're here for you."

Elias hesitated before asking, "Can I ask, what happened that day? Who called you for help?"

Jeffrey paused. "Isabella called me. She needed assistance...with everything."

Elias sensed a hint of evasion. "Did you see anything unusual?"

Jeffrey's tone shifted. "I shouldn't be talking about this. Let's discuss this in person."

Elias decided to meet Jeffrey in person, hoping to uncover more information.

"Meet me at the park tomorrow, 2 PM," Jeffrey agreed.

The next day, Elias arrived at the park, his mind racing with possibilities.

Jeffrey was already seated on a bench, looking uneasy.

"Thanks for meeting me," Elias said.

Jeffrey nodded. "I want to help, but...be careful, Elias. There are things you don't understand."

Elias's grip on his phone tightened. "What do you mean?"

Jeffrey glanced around nervously. "Your father...he was involved in something. I don't know the details, but...it's not right."

Elias's eyes narrowed. "What was he involved in?"

Jeffrey stood, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've said too much. Be careful, Elias."

With that, Jeffrey hastily left.

Elias's mind reeled

After dinner, Elias stood up, his eyes scanning the room. "I want to thank some special people for being here for Mom during this tough time."

He turned to John, Alice's husband. "Uncle John, thanks for your support and help with...everything."

John smiled warmly. "We're family, Elias. We stick together."

Elias nodded, then addressed Jeffrey and his wife. "Jeffrey, Karen, thanks for being there for Mom. Your kindness means a lot."

Jeffrey extended a hand. "We're neighbors, Elias. We look out for each other."

Elias smiled, feeling grateful.

The atmosphere in the room relaxed slightly, filled with warmth and appreciation.

Haven, sensing the tension easing, asked, "Mom, can we watch a movie together?"

Isabella smiled. "That sounds lovely, sweetie."

As they settled in for a family movie night, Elias's thoughts still lingered on his father's passing.

Elias's mind wandered during the movie, his thoughts consumed by questions. What was his father involved in? Why did Jeffrey seem hesitant to discuss it?

As the credits rolled, Elias excused himself, seeking solitude.

In his room, he began searching online for clues about his father's activities before his passing.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed with an unknown number.

"Elias, we need to talk." The voice was unfamiliar and urgent.

"Who is this?" Elias demanded.

"My name isn't important," the voice replied. "But I knew your father. Meet me at the old oak tree in the park at midnight if you want answers."

The line went dead.

Elias's heart raced. Could this mysterious caller shed light on his father's secrets?

At midnight, Elias made his way to the park, the old oak tree looming in darkness.

A figure emerged from the shadows.

Elias cautiously approached the figure, trying to discern their features.

"Who are you?" Elias asked, his voice firm.

The figure stepped forward, revealing a woman with piercing dark eyes.

"I'm Rachel," she said. "Your father trusted me. He wanted you to know the truth."

Rachel handed Elias a small envelope.

"What's this?" Elias asked.

"Read it," Rachel urged. "Your father's life depended on it."

Elias opened the envelope, pulling out a cryptic letter.

"Meet me at the warehouse at 2 AM," the letter read. "Come alone."

Elias's eyes widened. "But my father is dead. Why would he want me to meet him?"

Rachel's expression turned sombre. "That letter was written before...the incident. Your father had planned to reveal something to you, but it never happened."

Elias felt a mix of emotions: confusion, sadness, and determination.

"What was my father going to tell me?" Elias pressed.

Rachel hesitated before speaking in a hushed tone.

"Your father made a deal with a demon "

Elias's eyes locked onto Rachel's. "What do you mean? A deal with a demon?"

Rachel nodded gravely. "Your father made a pact with a powerful entity to ensure the family's success. But at a terrible cost."

Elias felt a chill run down his spine.

"What cost?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Rachel's voice dropped to a whisper.

"Your father's soul."

Elias's world spun.