My Fiancé's 'Girl' Gave Me a Buzzcut. I Gave Her a Subpoena for Their Wedding. novel Chapter 24

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I thought I’d married a hero.

Turns out I married a monster!

I thought his crew had my back because they cared.

They were monitoring me. Making sure I didn’t start asking questions!

They weren’t honoring the widow. They were containing a liability.

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Five years.

Five years of being the perfect fool, living inside their meticulously crafted lie.

My grief, my loneliness, the way I stayed faithful to a ghost-

all of it was a punchline to their fucking sick joke!

The sadness drained away, leaving nothing but cold, bottomless rage.

Tears wouldn’t solve this.

I was going to destroy them.

Liam and every bastard who helped him-they’d all pay.

I stared at my reflection. Hollow eyes. Washed-out face.

A smile spread across my face. The kind that has nothing to do with happiness.

Sarah Hayes died five years ago.

Time to see what rises from the ashes.

I pulled up an old contact I hadn’t touched in years and hit call.

Marcus Reilly.

We went to college together. Now he ran the most ruthless investigative news outlet in the region-the kind that made politicians and CEOs lose sleep.

We used to be partners. Until Liam decided he didn’t like what I did for a living. So I walked away. For him,

The voice that answered was sharp, cocky.

“No way. Sarah Hayes? Thought you fell off the face of the earth. What’s up?”

“Marcus. I need your help.”

Pause. His tone shifted immediately.

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Chapter 4

“What’s wrong?”

“My husband’s alive.” The words came out flat and final.

Marcus let out a low whistle.

“Jesus Christ. Your firefighter husband? Sarah, this is Pulitzer-level shit.”

“Yeah. I need you to find two people. A rookie firefighter named Miller. And… Liam.”

“Say less. If he’s breathing, I’ll find him.”

He sounded energized. Almost gleeful.

“And I need every scrap of documentation on that warehouse fire five years ago. Especially the Jane Doe they recovered. I want everything.”

“Sarah… you’re about to blow this thing wide open, aren’t you?”

I looked out at the sunrise bleeding across the sky.

“No.”

My voice was barely a whisper.

“I’m going to raise the dead.”

After I hung up, I dragged everything Liam left behind into the backyard and set it on fire.

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