believe.”
I slapped him.
The sound echoed through the kitchen.
Jonah didn’t move.
Tears burned behind my eyes.
“You spent three years letting me love you, and now you’re telling me my entire life was a lie?”
“I didn’t know any of this when we married.”
“Then why did you bring me here?”
He glanced at the black box.
“Because someone broke into my mother’s house the night I was released. They left one message.”
He turned the paper over.
On the back, written in thick black ink, were six
words.
SHE HAS THE KEY. FIND HER.
My phone suddenly vibrated on the table.
An unknown number.
One message.
If Jonah has opened the black box, you have until midnight to leave him.
Before I could show him, another message arrived.
This time, it contained a photograph.
My younger brother was standing outside his workplace.
Someone had drawn a red circle around his face.
And beneath the photograph were four terrifying words.
YOUR BROTHER IS NEXT
PART 3: THE WOMAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH
I couldn’t breathe.
I stared at
