Prologue
He ordered me as if nothing has changed.
"I'll never be a part of this crime!"
I shouted with rage in my voice, but with the body of a teenager I could not tolerate it.
Tears slipped down my cheeks but he didn't care! That man *my father* had no mercy.
That man was a devil in form of human.
"You-you...you killed my mother!"
I blurted out bluntly.
"Listen Chris, you cannot tell anyone anything about this outside"
He said in his deep voice, like always trying to intimidate and shut me down.
But this time it was not going to happen, he fooled us enough! After her death he faked it labeling it as she died of pneumonia, he never allowed anyone, not even my elder brother Christian or me to go near her corpse. He wanted to make certain, we never saw the gunshot wound on her forehead. The wound he had inflicted himself.
Till the day he always manipulated my brother and tried to the same with me.
I was not going to let that happen. Not with me. Not this time.
He married my mother just for her bloodline's wealth, he treated my mother abominably for years.
And once he got what he wanted. He killed her.
But today I discovered this dark secret of him, I tried to convince my brother but by then he was blind enough to believe him.
I left his house at the age of 15, his wealth, his name everything related to that man.
And became a new self from Christopher Whitmore to simply Christopher.
After that day I kept no contact of him or my brother.
I built my new world, worked in cafe's in garage's, and to complete my education I took an admission in a local school with very less fees and facilities.
And it resulted the same, as a grown man I worked in a cafe, as a waiter but I was happy atleast I had my own name, my own recognition not a recognition or a name of a criminal.
