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.

” I asked.

“She’s gone too.”

The room went still again.

I thought of her voice on the phone. The warning. The panic.

“She called me,” I said.

Grant’s expression sharpened. “When?”

“Tonight.”

“She said Michael was running.”

“And something about my mother’s file,” I added.

Grant frowned. “Did she mention who gave him access?”

“No.”

Richard spoke quietly. “But someone continue reading …