My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Logan exited the elevator and headed straight to the hospital room.

"I just heard the nurse say you called the cops. What happened?" he asked.

Esther, her face pale, rubbed her temples. "It's Bradley pestering me again."

Logan was rendered speechless. As a man, he couldn't comprehend Bradley's mindset. Despite being explicitly told that this Esther was not the one he thought, why did Bradley persist in bothering her? If he truly loved her, why treat her this way?

"But that's not the main issue." Esther handed Logan a sketch.

Confused, Logan asked, "What's this about?"

"He's dressed exactly like the person we saw on the screen today."

Logan took the sketch and glanced out the window. He saw Bradley leaving with Mandy. Studying him closely, Logan had a mental question mark.

"What are you thinking?"

a deep breath and calmly stated, "Ignoring personal grudges, I don't believe this is a

"Don't dwell on it. I'll

leader..." A chill ran down Esther's spine. "Do you think my sister died because

think it's as dramatic as you're imagining. If you're worried, you can delve deeper into your sister's

Only then did realization strike Esther.

The van was burnt, but our driver confirmed he was only a hired chauffeur. Our colleagues

enemy is craftier

we must unravel this complex criminal group as quickly as

"Understood."

sound of footsteps interrupted them. Logan

"Ms. Quill, your

"Come in," Esther replied.