My Wife Woke in a Hospital Bed, Saw the Tattoo I’d Hidden for Four Years, and Instead of Asking Me to Make Them Disappear, She Said the Six Words That Set Me Free: “No Bodies. Ruin Them in the Light.”
She had, without meaning to, also set me free.
Chapter 7 — Information, Not Fear
Rosalind tried to laugh.
It came out cracked.
“This is absurd.
He’s a warehouse clerk with a cheap costume tattoo.”
But three men in dark coats had come into the corridor by then, and they did not speak, and they did not threaten, and they did not have to.
One handed me Samantha’s bracelet — the tracker still blinking inside it.
