The handle slowly began to turn.
The officer stood.
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The Funeral They Thought Was Mine — Part 3: The Truth Comes Back
Part 3: The Funeral They Thought Was Mine
I stared at Ashley.
For several seconds, neither of us spoke.
The woman Michael had called his loyal assistant stood in front of me with tears running down her face.
“You’re alive,” I whispered.
She nodded.
“And Michael thinks you’re dead?”
Another nod.
“Why?”
Ashley looked toward the hospital door.
“Because if he finds out you’re alive, neither of us will be safe.”
The officer stepped between us.
“You’d better start explaining.”
Ashley wiped her eyes.
“Michael planned everything.”
“I know.”
“No,” she said. “You don’t know everything.”
She reached into her coat and pulled out a small phone.
“He didn’t push you because of the insurance money alone.”
I felt my stomach tighten.
“What else was there?”
Ashley unlocked the phone.
“He discovered something about you.”
She handed it to me.
There was a video.
I pressed play.
Michael appeared on the screen, sitting behind his desk.
His voice was cold.
“If she dies, everything becomes mine.”
I watched silently.
Then another voice came through the recording.
Ashley’s voice.
“But what if she finds out?”
Michael leaned toward the camera.
“She won’t.”
The video ended.
I looked at Ashley.
“What was I supposed to find out?”
