At the multimillionaire’s wife’s funeral, a homeless girl pointed at the casket and screamed, “She’s not dead! I saw him lock her in!” The husband sneered, “Get this lunatic out of here.” But when the lock broke and the lid slid open, what lay inside made the entire crowd freeze in terror…

closer, I will end this right now! I’ll blow us all off the edge of this godforsaken building!”

“Don’t do it, Ysella,” I said, my voice echoing with a calm I didn’t feel. I lowered my weapon, holding my hands up slowly. “It’s over. Rurik is in custody. The police know. You have nowhere to go.”

“I don’t need to go anywhere!” she spat, pacing erratically continue reading …