The Puzzle Master
It was funny, I never imagined that my grandfather even liked me, let alone loved me enough to leave me something in his will. Yet here I am, on my way to the lawyer's office to find out what I am about to inherit. I never got along with my grandfather, he was always asking me riddles and giving me puzzles he scrawled on bits of paper, when I couldn't solve them he would just huff and walk away shaking his head in disappointment; perhaps that's why I hadn't seen him for over 15 years, he was disappointed in me, or was it my choice?