My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

The traveler entered the private room and sat across from the group of men, asking in a hushed tone, “I brought the money. Where’s the merchandise?”

“We brought the merchandise too, but…”

“But what?”

The men exchanged glances, and one of them pulled a backpack from behind, unzipping it and pushing its contents toward the traveler.

The traveler glanced at the backpack’s contents and promptly opened his briefcase. As the lid lifted, neatly arranged bills came into view.

The bills delighted the men, making them unable to contain their joy.

“This is our first collaboration, and we’re all very cautious. Please understand.”

The traveler didn’t bother listening to their nonsense. He immediately started inspecting the goods. Squinting, he began to appreciate the quality of the merchandise. He felt that the wait had been worthwhile.

Suddenly, Logan kicked the door open, holding up his badge, and sternly declared, “Don’t move!”

“Crap!”

still dreaming of making a fortune, but Logan’s badge shattered their dreams. Believing that Logan was alone, they

was assisted by Esther, who worked seamlessly with him despite being his temporary

leveraged her knowledge

but chose to tacitly approve. After making a phone call, he and Esther stood

escape, they were now no different from incapacitated individuals. Esther even

–

half an hour, police cars roared

him, and they escorted the men out of

sure if she could follow Logan. She looked at him, almost as

“Let’s go together.”

Esther responded excitedly. “Okay.”

of them got into the same

expression softened, seeing the

sitting beside him noticed and teased, “Logan, your

warning, “Put away those thoughts you shouldn’t be