My Husband and My Mother Poisoned Us and Put Us in the Ground. They Forgot One Thing: I Woke Up First

Not one minute before.\n\nChapter 13 — The Phone He Dropped

“We ran forensics on the phone you used to call for help,” Vance said.

“The one you assumed Kenneth dropped into the casket by accident while he was carrying your body.”

“It wasn’t an accident?”

“It was a mistake,” he said, “which is a different thing.

While he was carrying you, a second phone started ringing in his own pocket — a burner, one he thought no one knew about.

The man he’d hired was calling to demand his payment.