My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Logan replied, "Fiction may be make-believe, but reality can be far more absurd than fiction."

Esther, however, remained somewhat apprehensive. Unlike previous missions, her combat strength had been directly weakened this time. If something went wrong, she could potentially be a burden to Logan.

Nevertheless, Agatha's teachings on releasing body restraints equipped her to avoid hindering Logan if danger arose.

The biting cold wind brushed against Esther's face, prompting her to gather her dress.

A silver van halted in front of them.

Logan maneuvered Esther's wheelchair toward the van, and once they settled in, two brand-new black blindfolds were handed to them.

"For safety, please cooperate."

Logan took the package, opened the blindfold, and gently placed it on Esther.

met Logan's reassuring gaze, and her

quietly as the silver van seamlessly merged into busy traffic. For added

open. "Remove the

Esther promptly removed their

the silver-white space before them, surrounded by massive glass walls reflecting their silhouettes. The entire scene exuded a high-tech

opened. Logan held Esther's

rows of transparent instruments displayed hearts, livers, kidneys, eyes, and

crept over Esther as she gazed at everything before

far bloodier scenes than this, felt a chilling sensation

"Welcome, Mr. Foster."

open area. As they sat down, an electronic

tablet on the desk

of thousands of patients and helped countless individuals

Logan examined the tablet's data, Esther couldn't help but stare at the screen before her. The person's facial features were blurred, but everything below the shoulders was clear. She felt