Chapter 3 - The Safety Deposit Box
The two men did not attack me, but they simply grabbed my car keys and threw them down a storm drain.
They told me that Kevin owed their boss a lot of money, and I was not allowed to leave the city.
I grabbed Hannah, ran down the street, and checked into a cheap, rundown motel under a fake name.
The next morning, I left Hannah with a trusted friend and took a taxi directly to the central bank.
I handed the old key to the bank manager, praying it would open my mother's private vault.
The manager led me into the secure vault room and left me alone with a long metal box.
I opened the lid and found a stack of official property deeds with my name on them.
My mother did not just own the small diner, she secretly owned the entire commercial block.
Beneath the deeds was a massive life insurance policy worth two million dollars.
Kevin was listed as the sole beneficiary, but the signature at the bottom was completely forged.
A handwritten note from my mother was clipped to the back of the policy.
The note read, "If I die in an accident, Kevin killed me to pay his syndicate debts."
I placed the documents in my bag, realizing my husband had orchestrated a horrific murder for money.
I turned around to leave the vault and go straight to the police.
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The heavy steel vault door suddenly slammed shut, locking me entirely inside from the outside.
Through the thick glass window of the vault, I saw the bank manager accepting a thick envelope of cash from Kevin.
