Part 1: My husband thought he was a brilliant mastermind when he intentionally let me hide in the trunk of his car before selling our daughter to an underground medical syndicate. He had no idea the meek, boring accountant he married was a retired Tier-1 extraction specialist, and he had just driven me directly to my targets.
Chapter 1: The Scent of Lies and Lilacs The suffocating, perfectly manicured illusion of my suburban existence began to violently unravel on a crisp, completely unremarkable Tuesday morning. I was …
Part 1: My husband thought he was a brilliant mastermind when he intentionally let me hide in the trunk of his car before selling our daughter to an underground medical syndicate. He had no idea the meek, boring accountant he married was a retired Tier-1 extraction specialist, and he had just driven me directly to my targets. Read More