Chapter 2: The Photograph and the File
**— PART 2 —**
I couldn't move.
Luka Moretti stood in front of me, calm as stone, while my hands shook so badly I nearly dropped my daughter.
"How do you know my father?" I whispered.
He didn't answer right away.
Instead, he reached into his jacket and placed a photograph on the hospital bed beside me.
I looked down.
My father.
Younger.
Standing next to a man I didn't recognize — and next to Luka.
"That was taken three weeks before your father d*ed," Luka said quietly.
"He came to me.
He was afraid.
He said if anything ever happened to you, I would know what to do."
My throat tightened.
"My father never mentioned you."
"He couldn't.
Not safely."
Before I could ask what that meant, my phone lit up on the bedside table.
A message from my ex-husband.
*Sign the papers tonight.
The baby isn't mine anyway.
We both know it.*
I felt the room tilt.
Luka read it over my shoulder.
His jaw tightened.
"He sent that because someone told him to," he said.
"Someone who needs you to sign before you find out what's inside file M-17."
I looked at my daughter's face.
So small.
So still.
"What is M-17?"
Luka's expression darkened.
"It's the reason your father is g*ne.
And it's the reason your daughter is worth more to certain people than you can imagine."
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What's hidden in file M-17 — and who is really behind all of this?
The full truth is darker than anything you're expecting.
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