He shoved his nine-month-pregnant wife off an icy cliff just to pocket a $50 million life insurance policy. Today, at the funeral they think is mine, he’s standing with his secret lover, smirking like a winner. They think I’m dead… but they have no clue I’m still clinging to life, fighting my way back for revenge.

placed a small brass key in my hand.

It was attached to an old blue ribbon.

My mother’s ribbon.

“I didn’t want to bring it here,” he said. “It opens a vault in Boulder. The page is inside. Along with everything else.”

My fingers tightened around it. “Why not just bring the documents?”

“Because I don’t trust who’s watching us.”

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