CHARLES FOX.
I had not slept in days. The dark circles under my eyes were proof of that, and no matter how many cups of coffee I had downed, I could not seem to shake the exhaustion. But I couldn’t stop either. I had been digging into my family history, desperate to find answers, and all I kept hitting were dead ends. Every record and every rumor I uncovered seemed to lead me back to the same point. It was like running in circles with no way out.
Jubilee crossed my mind more than once. My little sister had no idea about any of this mess. She was in college, doing what she was supposed to—living an everyday life. And that’s how I wanted it to stay. There was no reason to drag her into this twisted family drama. It was better if she remained in the dark. I could not afford to have her worr
