Trista's pov

Thinking of the previous call.

"Trista? It's me, Heidi! Come immediately to street number 9! That's the park where I used to take you to play when you were very little. If I am not there later, you'll be digging something out from under the red slide!" Her tone was a little anxious and rather scared.

After hearing the message, I didn't see Heidi again, but I found a bag of things in the sand under the slide.

"What's that?" asked Donald.

I took it out of my arms, black on white, "it's Grandpa's will".

"The one Leonard hid?" Donald took it and said, "If you file a...