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.

gaze, and

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

door swung open. "Remove the blindfolds and exit the

removed their blindfolds

before them, surrounded by massive glass walls reflecting their silhouettes. The entire

a "ding," the glass wall opposite Esther opened. Logan held Esther's hand, and they entered the glass

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

sensation crept over Esther as

far bloodier scenes than this, felt

"Welcome, Mr. Foster."

open area. As they sat down, an

there's a tablet on the

tens of thousands of patients and

blurred, but everything below the shoulders was clear. She felt a sense of familiarity when she looked at the person across from her as if she