Chapter 1: My husband brought his mistress into our bedroom while I lay dying, then let her measure the windows for the curtains she planned to hang after my funeral. h6368

DON’T WAIT UNTIL I DIE.

Samuel looked at me.

“I understand.”

I continued.

I WANT HIM STOPPED WHILE I’M ALIVE.

Samuel nodded.

“Then we need evidence strong enough to survive a criminal investigation. The recordings are important, but we also need to establish the chain of custody for the laboratory samples and identify everyone involved.”

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I typed another message.

HE BROUGHT JESSICA HERE.

Samuel’s expression hardened.

“Yes. Our investigator has been following her.”

He showed me several photographs.

Jessica Vale.

Thirty-four years old.

Former luxury property consultant.

Currently listed as a freelance interior designer.

She had been involved with David for at least fourteen months.

But there was something else.

Samuel enlarged one photograph.

Jessica was standing outside a private medical clinic.

Beside her was a man wearing a gray suit.

I recognized him immediately.

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Dr. Adrian Cole.

The physician who had recently recommended that my treatment be discontinued.

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