Quinn Wilson is scarred and damaged, heartbroken and plagued with guilt because of the lose of the woman she loved, but long before that being the daughter of Slade Wilson and Adeline Kane will do things to a person.
Fate has bigger plans than she...
"Okay, so what is the problem?" Quinn asked finally having composed herself before she arrived, saying goodbye to Alex had been tough.
" How much do you know about your ancestor Josiah Kane? " Sara asked.
Quinn shrugged, of course, she knew a lot the man was a legend in the family, the founder of the Kane family fortune. "He was born in 1792 in London. one of six sons born to a bank clerk named John I think, but John had high standards his sons all went to private schools and were set to become gentlemen."
She thought back to the rosy tales her mother had told them as children.
"Josiah joined the army fought Napoleon but it seems that this is where he began amassing his fortune, I recall suggesting some spying or smuggling as a child but my mother went crazy."
She had, two days went by before she would speak to the little girl again.
"You think it's likely?" Amaya asked next to her.
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" I think it is definite, I recall reading about the sale of prisoners as slaves on the plantations in the Caribbean, I wondered about that too. "
"His mother's brothers were all importers, they sold tobacco from the plantations, so he had easy access to ships."
Quinn stood from her chair, why did everyone still chase Josiah Kane?
"Some years ago my mother's first husband kidnapped her in order to get access to a fortune Josiah was said to have hidden."
" You think this has something to do with that? " Ray asked he recalled the kidnapping.
"Morel was a waster he made his money from drugs and selling underage girls to rich guys when it wore out and he found himself owing money to the mob he needed it fast or he would find himself supporting the newest highway in Star City."
"What does your mother need it for?" Sara asked ominously.
Quinn sighed. "I have no idea, but you can bet it's for H.I.V.E."
Nate smiled. "Does this mean you are the H.I.V.E heir Quinn." Laughing at his own humor he nearly fell off his chair as Quinn stared at him perplexed.
"See what did I tell you not funny at all." Quinn declared to the room, just as Mick was entering a bottle of beer in his hand.
"Hey Mick, give us one of your beers."
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