LUCIAN's POV
Everything was going so well, so why was this unease growing inside me? It felt like my heart was in a vice. My past scared me, and the truths that might come to light terrified me. If Aiden wasn’t alive and my family was to blame, how could I live with that?
I needed to find the real Lucian Wilson as soon as possible. Whatever truth awaited in that dark basement, I would face it. The photo with my grandfather clearly showed which race track we were at. That was my first destination. There was a good chance someone there would recognize me. As I walked towards the main office, I was still uneasy. Inside, a middle-aged man was sipping his coffee.
When he saw me through his office window, he set his cup down in surprise and quickly came to the door.
"Lucian?" he said, looki
