LOGINMy husband, Miles Connell, turned his study into a gaming room, kept it locked for three years, and refused to let anyone in. Yet whenever I brought friends home, he eagerly ushered them inside. After leaving the room, my best friend, Zoe Schmich, blocked me. “From now on, we’re no longer best friends.” My business partner, Erin Zappone, slapped me across the face when she emerged. “Our partnership is over!” I asked Miles what exactly he had said to them in the gaming room, but he merely waved me off and insisted he had nothing to do with it. Dad refused to believe any of it, so he picked the lock and went inside while Miles was away on a business trip. The moment he came out, he grabbed a mop handle and swung it at me. “You monster!” The incident soon went viral online. Some people claimed something was lurking in our gaming room and bringing me bad luck, while others offered Miles five thousand dollars to reveal the truth. Desperate to clear my name, I asked my childhood friend, a prosecutor, to check out the room. But when she emerged, she refused to meet my eyes and slowly reached for the handcuffs at her belt. “Nora Lillard, you’ve been suspected of murder. Come with me.”
View More“Nora, you’re pretty impressive,” Miles said.I said nothing.“I spent three years planning everything, but I never thought you’d be the one to bring me down.”He shook his head.“Do you know why I chose you?”“Why?” I asked.“Because you were stupid.”Miles smiled without a hint of shame.“You were so easy to fool, believing everything I told you. When I said I wanted to turn the study into a gaming room, you didn’t even question it. When I forbade you to enter, you actually stayed away for three whole years.”After a pause, he continued, “But the stupidest thing you ever did was go to Leah. Do you even know who she is?”I froze.“Leah, why don’t you tell her who you really are?”When Leah stayed silent, he continued, “You won’t tell her? Fine. I’ll tell her myself.”Miles leaned against the wall, grinning like a madman.“Leah’s real name is Leanna Sheridan. Her father is Jeremy Sheridan. Fifteen years ago, Jeremy was sentenced to twelve years in prison for corruption an
“Okay,” I replied.After Miles left, I closed the door and leaned against it, my heart pounding.Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, Leah stood outside with four uniformed police officers, including Charlene.“Nora,” Leah said, holding up a search warrant. “We are here to conduct a lawful search of your home. Please cooperate with us.”I nodded and stepped aside to let them in.The officers entered the living room and headed straight for the gaming room. Leah pushed open the door and went inside, followed by the others.I stood in the doorway, staring at the room I had been forbidden to enter for three years.The room was sparsely furnished. It contained a desk, a laptop, a projector, a projection screen, and a safe.Leah turned on the laptop and connected an external hard drive. The projector flickered to life, displaying an image on the screen.It was Zoe.She sat in a chair with a tablet in front of her. As she stared at the tablet, her expression
Leah’s voice was calm.“There were supplementary materials in the file claiming that Mr. Lillard was the one who had taken the bribes and that my father had been framed. “They included Mr. Lillard’s bank statements, transfer records, and an audio recording that sounded like him discussing how to split the money with someone.”“Was it fake?” I asked.“Yes, but I almost believed it.”Leah looked at me.“The voice in that recording sounded so much like Mr. Lillard. I listened to it carefully several more times just now before realizing that it had been spliced together. “Like everyone else from Torwick, Mr. Lillard has a distinctive upward lilt at the ends of his sentences, but the recording lacked it.”I tried to speak, but no words came out.“My hands were shaking when I left the room,” Leah continued. “I kept thinking that if Mr. Lillard had really done something like that, what had all those years of studying to become a prosecutor, investigating cases, and working late int
Leah started the car.“But first, you need to help me put on an act.”“What kind of act?”“Miles thinks I’m taking you away for questioning, so he’ll let his guard down. We need him to believe his plan is flawless and that he has you completely under his control.”“So, when I go back…”“Act devastated, obedient, and hopeless. Do whatever he tells you to do, but remember…”Her voice grew stern.“Don’t sign any documents or give him any authorization, and don’t go anywhere alone with him. Keep your phone on at all times.”I nodded.“One more thing.”Leah opened the car door.“I’ll explain things to Mr. Lillard. He hit you because he saw the fake evidence, but he was a veteran detective. Once I show him the truth, he’ll understand.”“Dad… He almost beat me to death.”Leah walked around the front of the car, opened the rear door, and patted my hand.“He was manipulated, too. Everyone involved in this has been a victim. Miles is the only one to blame.”I took a deep breath an


















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