Husband Plots with Widowed Sister-in-Law to Kill Our Son

Summary

“The match is confirmed. Thank you, Mark. Toby is saved.”

A text from the contact saved as “Sister-in-law” flashed across my husband’s phone screen.

Mark’s expression froze. He snatched the phone out of my hand.

I stared at him, the blood in my veins slowing to a crawl.

Our son was lying in a hospital bed, comatose after a hit-and-run, and here he was, busy taking care of someone else’s child.

After a long moment, he finally stammered, “It’s my nephew. He has end-stage kidney disease. He desperately needs a kidney.”

A sickening premonition washed over me.