CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY FOUR - THE FINAL MOVE

One afternoon, as they were examining some old family photographs, Alessandro made a startling discovery. "Amelia," he said, his voice tense. "Look at this." He pointed to a figure in the background of one of the photos. It was blurry, but unmistakable - a man who looked remarkably like Felix. "That's impossible," Amelia whispered. "This photo is over fifty years old. How could he be in it?" Alessandro's face was grim. "I don't think that's him. I think it might be his father. Which means..." "Which means this goes deeper than we thought," Amelia finished. As they pondered this new development, Felix was making his own discoveries. He had managed to intercept one of Amelia's emails, which contained a crucial piece of information. "The old lighthouse," he muttered to himself. "Of course. It all makes sense now." He immediately called Dante to share his findings. "I know where the fortune is hidden," he said triumphantly. "It's in the old lighthouse on the coast. We need to move