Shadows of Bloodline

Chapter 3:The secrets of Coldrige

Alex leaned back in his seat, looking to steady his racing heart. He glanced at the crumpled letter in the passenger seat. His father had warned him not to dig deeper; however, how should he not? His parents’ deaths were related, and whoever had killed them now became after him.

He checked out the deal scrawled on the bottom of the letter. A person is looking ahead to him. a person who should give an explanation for the entirety.

But first, Alex wanted answers—answers that would simplest be located in Coldridge.

He made his way and returned to town beneath the duvet of darkness, the narrow streets eerily quiet. Coldridge was usually a sleepy town. However, now it felt suffocating, even though its secrets and techniques were urgent for him in all respects.

He went to the town library first. It was an ancient building with a damaged brick front that was hidden away on an empty street. He was welcomed inside by the musty paper smell. As Alex slid inside, the library became deserted, save for an unmarried librarian who made a brief appearance.

He headed directly for the information. If there had been any data of his own family’s history—any clues to the mystery his father had hinted at—they might be here.

Hours passed as Alex pored over antique newspapers, town data, anything he needed to discover about his family. But Coldridge became a small metropolis, and the statistics available were sparse. There have been articles about his mother’s loss of life—a front-website tale at the time, though it quickly became categorized as a sad twist of fate. Consistent with the reviews, she had fallen from the cliffs overlooking the sea. There had been no signs of foul play, no suspicious instances—as a minimum, none that have been publicly stated.

But Alex knew better. His mom was healthy, strong, and caring. She wouldn’t have just slipped.

He flipped via greater data, hoping for something—something—that would shed mild light on what simply occurred. Then, buried deep inside the documents, he observed something that made his blood run bloodless.

An antique newspaper article from 30 years ago, featuring an image of his father—a great deal younger, after a group of fellows in the front of the same cliffs wherein his mother had died. "Mysterious Disappearance Engulfs Coldridge Family" is the headlining study.

The story detailed the sudden disappearance of his grandma, Marion Caldwell, who lived nearby. The narrative goes that she disappeared one night without leaving any trace. Her case was never solved, and her frame was never established. The last place she was spotted? Exactly the same cliffs.

Alex's heartbeat raced. His mother. His grandmother. Two women, both from the same region, meet tragically decades apart. What was the connection?

As he looked through more documents and came across a reference, after reference to the Caldwell family, his arms began to shake. Tragedy appeared to follow them, like a shadow of darkness over their bloodlines. His brilliant grandfather disappeared in the sea off an equal cliff under unusual circumstances. An uncle he had never seen had disappeared during a hurricane, and his body had never been found.

Alex's realization that his family wasn't only unlucky grew as he investigated further. A pattern of deaths and disappearances that had plagued the Caldwell family for generations suggested that something more evil was at work. It appeared that he was now the next person in the queue.

His dad had tried to warn him. But it's too late now. There was no turning back once he became involved in the mystery.