Part 2: The Voice Downstairs Revealed Why My Daughter Sent $80,000 Every Year

I froze at the top of the stairs.

Someone was inside the house.

The footsteps slowly moved across the floor.

Then I heard a man’s voice.

“Mary Lou?”

My heart began pounding.

It wasn’t the voice of an intruder.

It was someone who knew my daughter.

I stepped quietly toward the staircase.

A tall Korean man appeared in the hallway.

He looked older than I expected.

But he wasn’t Kang Jun.

I stared at him.

“Who are you?”

The man looked equally shocked.

“Mrs. Lou?”

I nodded.

“How do you know my name?”

He took a deep breath.

“My name is Daniel Park. I’ve been looking for you.”

My hands began trembling.

“Where is my daughter?”

He didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, he looked toward the upstairs room.

“You shouldn’t have come here alone.”

My stomach tightened.

“Where is Mary?”

Daniel finally said the words I had been terrified to hear.

“She hasn’t lived here for years.”

I felt dizzy.

“But this is the address she gave me.”

“I know.”

“Then where is she?”

He looked at the stacks of cash behind me.

“That’s exactly what I’ve been trying to find out.”

I stepped back.

“What are you talking about?”

Daniel explained that the house belonged to Kang Jun.

But Kang Jun had disappeared seven years earlier.

No one knew where he went.

My daughter had supposedly disappeared around the same time.

Yet somehow, every year, exactly $80,000 continued arriving in my account.

I looked at the money again.

“Then who has been sending it?”

Daniel lowered his voice.

“We don’t know.”

I felt my knees weaken.

For twelve years, I had believed my daughter was living a successful life in South Korea.

But the house contained no evidence that she had ever lived there.

No photographs.

No husband.

No family memories.

Nothing.

Then Daniel pulled out his phone.

“I found something yesterday.”

He showed me a photograph.

It was Mary.

But she looked completely different.

She was standing beside several other women in front of a large building.

And on the back of the photograph was a date.

Three years after Mary supposedly disappeared.

I stared at the picture.

“Where did you get this?”

Daniel looked at me.

“From a former employee of Kang Jun.”

My voice shook.

“What does it mean?”

He swallowed.

“It means your daughter may have been trying to send you money for a reason.”

Then suddenly, a notification appeared on Daniel’s phone.

He looked at the screen.

His expression changed instantly.

“Mrs. Lou…”

“What?”

He turned the phone toward me.

There was a message from an unknown number.

Only seven words.

“Your mother has found the house. Run.”

I couldn’t breathe.

Because the message wasn’t addressed to Daniel.

It was addressed to Mary Lou.

And somewhere in that house, someone was still watching us.

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