Chapter 115

MAGNAR’S POV Back in my room, I locked the door behind me and took a deep breath. I needed to go through everything I had just collected from my father’s office. Whatever was in those files, it was important enough for him to hide. I sat at my desk, my hands slightly shaking as I unlocked my phone and pulled up the images I had taken. The first file was filled with photographs—dozens of them. Each picture had two different time stamps written in the corner and a coded sequence underneath. I frowned. What did those timestamps mean? I scrolled through the images, moving on to the second file. Unlike the first, this one was filled with pages of detailed written records. The contents were extensive—names, descriptions, reports, locations—but nothing immediately stood out. I rubbed my temples, trying to make sense of it. Then something caught my eye. The codes on the photos matched the ones in the second file. I quickly started matching them, pairing the images with their corresponding reco