In the next one hour, the three were driving to the bank. The excitement, the anticipation, the anxiety—all the emotions had surged to an extent and Dawn and Cole weren't talking with each other. They were looking on the outside waiting for the driver to reach the bank. If it had been for Dawn, she would have shape shifted and reached the bank earlier, but she was with Cole. 

The bank was located in a quaint area away from the hustle and bustle of the main city. "This is the same area where we had come to live after Azura brought us here," said Cole as his eyes became wide the moment they entered the familiar locality. 

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There were goose bumps on Dawn's skin. They were so close to this bank, yet so far… She pressed her hands to her mouth. "Oh my God!" she rasped. Just four blocks away, was the cottage they lived in. "Oh my God!"

Cole raked his hands through his hair. He thought he would throw up. 

The siblings jumped out of the car the moment they reached outside the bank and Cole rushed to the side where he found a row of flowers and vomited. Dawn stroked his back. Daryn shook his head with sympathy. 

When they opened the main door and looked around, they were surprised that this place was so quiet. There was more staff than the customers. The walls of the reception area were plastered with different posters of people showing kindness, but the atmosphere of the place was of apathy, like they weren't interested in you—they were interested in the money you would deposit in their bank. Less than a dozen people were inside and they were all in the counters of their interest. Daryn guided them to the end of the hall, where on the left there were a few rooms. He knocked on the door of the last room on which Branch Manager's name was written on a plaque. 

"Come in!" a man's voice boomed from the inside. 

The Branch Manager was a young man who was newly appointed. As soon as he saw Daryn Silver, he rose to his feet and greeted him excitedly. "Good afternoon Sir!" he said as he shook his hands. He looked at Cole and Dawn and gave them a smile. "Welcome Ma'am," he said politely. 

"Can we please hurry up with the process?" asked Daryn. He could feel the impatience radiating out of the siblings. 

"Of course!" he said. "Since Mr. Luke Wyatt had given the name of Ms. Dawn and Mr. Cole Wyatt as his nominees, they just have to sign at a few places for formality purposes." 

"Sure!" said Daryn. 

The Manager already had the papers ready. He handed the papers to Dawn and Cole, which they signed and then the Branch Manager personally escorted them to the locker. He looked at Daryn and said, "I am sorry Sir, but you can't go in." 

Daryn smiled and nodded. He looked at Dawn and said, "Go in baby. I am waiting for you right here." He watched them disappear behind the closed doors. 

There was no one in the locker room. Scent of freshly cleaned fabric and floor wafted through the locked room. It was so quiet that if they dropped a pin, it would be heard. Dawn saw locker shelves on either side of the room. Some lockers were bigger than the others. The Manager took them to the right corner of the room and located the locker. Present at the eye level, it had two keyholes. He inserted his electronic key in hole number one and then said, "Please insert your key in this hole," he pointed to one next to it. 

Cole took out the chain from his neck and inserted the key while Dawn watched them in anticipation with a tight expression on her face, without blinking her eyes. As soon as the door of the locker clicked open, the Manager pulled out his key and said, "I will leave the two of you alone." When you want to come out, just press the red button beside the main door and someone will come to open the door." 

Dawn looked at him with shock. Was she getting trapped?

He chuckled. "This is just a safety measure Ma'am." Saying that he walked out of the room.

When they heard the door click, Cole opened the locker door. He peeped inside and saw a red leather box. His hands were shaking when he took it out and placed it on the trestle table nearby. 

"Is there anything else?" asked Dawn as she peered at the box. It was about a foot long and half a foot wide. 

Cole inserted his hand inside and found blue velvet bags as big as his palm, whose mouths were tied with white strings on the top. Something inside them clattered when he took them out. His hands were too cold by the time he kept the bags near the box. He was shaking. "Open them Dawn," he said. 

"Are you there's nothing else on the inside," she asked. Thousands of questions bounced in her head. What was her father up to?

Once again Cole searched. He stretched his hand to the farthest end and recovered one more red velvet box, which was rectangular in shape. "I don't think there's anything else now." He said while keeping the box next to other items. 

Dawn took in a deep breath. Her hands were shaking when she opened the first leather box. Inside the box there was a pile of certificates. She picked up the one on the top and her eyes became wide. It was a gold bond certificate worth hundred troy ounces of 24 carat gold. Her skin lined up with goose bumps as the paper slipped from her hands and landed on the floor. She looked at the rest of the certificates in the box. 

"What is it?" Cole asked. When he saw that she was not speaking, he shook her shoulders. "Dawn?" Her eyes were fixed on the box.