Transcript (en)

I followed right behind when the girl left the house. She hadn't gone far when a motorcycle pulled up beside her. I pretended to reach for my gun, trying to scare the rider away. It didn't work. The guy wasn't intimidated at all. Instead, he took a photo of her and sped off on his bike. As he passed me, I noticed a tattoo on his hand. That immediately put me on high alert. His reaction wasn't that of an ordinary man. My name is Jack. I served in the Special Forces for many years. After retiring, I accepted a job as a security guard at a mansion. My main mission was to protect Amy. She was very mischievous and was always trying to sneak out. On that particular day, she managed to do it. Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Even so, my boss was furious and gave me a harsh scolding. His wife stepped in and defended me, reminding him that Amy was only nine years old and that it was natural for a child to want to go outside and play. After a while, things calmed down and they decided to go out for a drive. I took the wheel and escorted the mother and daughter to the shopping mall. There, I spotted the same motorcycle again. The moment I saw it, all my senses went on high alert. I ran back to the car, told them to fasten their seatbelts and sped out of the parking lot as quickly as possible. When I looked in the rearview mirror, I saw that both of them had gone completely pale. They had also realized that we were being followed. I used everything I had learned throughout my life to shake those men off, and I managed to get the mother and daughter safely back home. As soon as we arrived, I sat Amy down in front of me and spoke firmly. I need to know the truth. What's really going on? This time, she didn't try to hide anything. Speaking in a quiet voice, she finally revealed the family's old secret, something that had been kept hidden for a very long time.