“You must be Dave’s daughter?” he asked, his voice cold and devoid of any friendliness.
“Yes, I am,” I replied, my curiosity piqued. “Who are you?”
“I am someone your dad took money from,” he said bluntly.
My heart skipped a beat. “My dad is over there,” I pointed towards the direction where my dad had gone. “You can talk to him.”
The man’s expression hardened. “You got no idea what your dad got you into!”Unraveling Secrets
I was confused and scared. “What?” I managed to utter, my voice trembling.
But before I could ask more, the man pulled out a piece of paper from his coat pocket and tossed it on the table in front of me. It was a contract with my dad’s signature at the bottom. My eyes widened as I tried to understand what was going on.
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