THE CALL
On the third day, the phone vibrated.
An unknown number. A short, formal message.
Ms. Graciela, we urgently need to discuss your inheritance. This is a sensitive matter. Please contact Morrison & Associates.
Inheritance?
He thought of his grandmother, his father's mother. A woman he had met only a few times, who lived on the other side of the country. He had heard that she had died a month ago, a private and quiet service.
She dialed the number with trembling hands. A man, Mr. Harrison, a senior partner, answered immediately. His voice was deep and professional.
“Mrs. Graciela, I apologize for the brevity. We have been trying to locate you for weeks. Regarding your grandmother, Mrs. Elena, she has left her entire estate to her.”
“Thank you,” Graciela said, still confused. “What inheritance? I thought she lived simply. A small house?”
“We need to meet tomorrow, Mrs. Graciela. But I can tell you now that it’s substantial. Very substantial.”
Graciela didn't tell Andrew anything. Something, an icy instinct, ordered her to keep the secret.
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