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.

“What do you mean?”

Richard glanced toward the door. “Ashley shouldn’t have been able to reach you. Your hospital access was restricted. Only a few people could override it.”

My chest tightened.

“You think someone inside helped?”

“Or someone with access to those who are inside.”

“Michael?”

“He doesn’t have that level of reach,” Richard said. “Not alone.”

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