Nobody was looking at me.

I turned and ran up the back stairs, my socks slipping slightly on the polished wood.

My bedroom door closed with a soft click.

I locked it and leaned my back against the wood, trying to quiet my breathing.

My phone screen was still glowing in my hand.

I tapped the unknown number and typed a quick reply.

*What second will?*

The response came almost instantly.

*The one they filed in probate last November. Check your grandmother’s digital files. I sent the link.*

A blue link appeared on the screen.

I sat down on the edge of my bed, my hands shaking so hard I almost dropped the phone.

I clicked the link.

A secure document folder opened, displaying scanned PDFs with official state court stamps.

The first document was titled *Last Will and Testament of Evelyn Parker*.

I knew this document well; my grandmother had read it to me herself before she died.

It clearly stated that her estate was to be divided, with a specific trust of two hundred thousand dollars set aside solely for my tuition at Ellison University.