The teller leaned forward slightly, her expression softening. “You need to understand that with this account comes responsibility. A responsibility that your father believed only you could handle. But there are others who will want to control it—people who knew what your father was doing and who have been waiting for someone like you to show up.”
The weight of her words settled heavily on my chest. I could feel the room close in on me, the quiet ticking of the old clock on the wall marking each second of my growing confusion.
“Who are these people?” I asked, barely managing to get the words out.
She hesitated again, glancing toward the door before leaning closer. “I can’t say too much. But I will tell you this: your father’s dealings were never just about money. He was involved in things that were dangerous, things that could get… complicated. He didn’t want you to be dragged into it. That’s why he left the card, and why he told you not to tell anyone. He trusted you, Emily. And now, you’re the only one who can decide what happens next.”