At my twins’ funeral, with their tiny coffins before me, my husband arrived beside his mistress and hissed, “God took them because He knew what kind of mother you were.”

testing later proved the rear valve had been weakened by a precise cut. Bank records revealed a forty-thousand-dollar payment from Margot’s shell company into Travis’s mortgage account.

Miller gave Travis a choice: — You can either cooperate with us, or face two counts of first-degree murder. Choose wisely.

Travis broke in eleven minutes. Silas and Margot continue reading …