Chapter 4: Reunion
Kieran stepped in further, mouth agape.
Racks of what were normally used for storing books or groceries were loaded with bundles of dollars. Bundles and bundles of it. And at the lowest shelves of each of the three racks were bars of gold shining under the chandelier's light. Stacked over each other as though building a small pyramid.
Kieran took a bundle of cash and brought it closer to his nose. It smelled nice - one he wasn't used to, clean, rich, and infused with something floral, like high-end perfume.
Gregory paced past him and knelt before a compact steel safe tucked in the corner. He placed his hand on the top and looked at Kieran to see that he was already staring.
Gregory explained, "Both the vault and this safe are encrypted with your fake parents' death dates," leaving Kieran nodding in understanding.
"Oh," Kieran mouthed. "You must have really been watching me all along."
Gregory nodded back - he entered the code, 2017. "Yeah... your flat passcode is the same."
In that brief moment, a shadow passed Kieran's face. He looked between the cash and the racks, then sighed. Gregory, on the other hand, had eyes for the safe and the safe alone. So, he explained how things worked to Kieran more, pointing at the documents in the safe.
"You will need them to take over your father's company. I mean, Hollands Corporation where everyone knows me as the CEO now..."
Kieran cut in, "Are they still on the yacht?"
Gregory paused and rose with a gentle smile. Brows raised, still smiling - impressed Kieran really was with who he expected.