Motto: Everyone keeps secrets for various reasons. Some of these secrets tend to save lives when released. Also changes your point of view
As I got in the office Marcus poured two glasses of scotch. As he offered me one I shake my head to say no.
He put down my glass and said, "I am not going to arm you."
"You and I barely say a word to each other. And now you support me. What's up with that," I quickly asked as he sat on his desk.
Marcus exhaled and turned around the photo on his desk. It was one of my mothers and it instantly clicked.
I then swallowed and asked, "Are you, my father?"
He nodded and gave me a letter.
It said:
Dear Marcus,
For the longest, while you have asked me one question, is Nicholas yours. And I kept saying no. Well, I lied. I did a DNA test the day he was born and without a doubt he is yours.