My Revenge Begins After My Death
I decided to die on my 28th birthday. It was not suicide but homicide... by my dear sister, Susan Bruno. I had always known that she would kill me.
I told my older brother, Barry Bruno, and he said, "Charlotte, don't always think so badly of Susan."
I told my fiancé, Calvin Simmon, and he said, "You're making up a story to draw attention again."
Hence, I decided to give them the evidence they wanted most—a corpse.
I installed seven cameras, set up an automatic sending program, and wrote a farewell letter. I left clues for the killer, bait for Susan, and a time bomb for my family.
Today, Susan texted: [Charlotte, Dad has something for you at the safe house.]
I replied: [Coming.]
Before leaving, I checked my to-do list one last time. Everything was checked off, except for one thing: death.
I would die. They would never know that the moment my heart stopped beating... the countdown to revenge had only just begun.