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.”

Valerie sobbed.

Christopher turned on his mother, babbling that it had all been her idea.

Simon Drake offered his system passwords to the nearest agent before anyone had asked him a single question.

Only Rosalind held, rigid and furious, to the end.

“You cannot prove I ever meant for her to die out there,” she spat.

And Samantha answered her, in a voice with no anger left in it at all, only a terrible calm.

“You sent a text, Mother,” she said, “that said to leave me outside until I sign the deed — or stop breathing.” The room went silent.