Chapter 5 - The Leak.
I dropped the phone on the hospital bed as a cold sweat broke out across my forehead.
Detective Bennett immediately grabbed the device and read the chilling message.
She ordered the two armed officers outside my door to secure the entire hospital floor.
We realized that someone inside the police department had to be feeding information to Jason’s fixers.
Only a handful of high-ranking officers knew about my survival and our secret plan to hide me.
The detective rushed me out through a restricted underground loading dock to avoid any watchful eyes.
She drove me to an isolated cabin in the mountains that belonged to her retired uncle.
The cabin had no internet, no cellular service, and was miles away from the nearest paved road.
I spent the first few weeks slowly recovering my physical strength and learning basic self-defense.
Detective Bennett brought me fresh groceries and vital updates every single Sunday.
She told me that Jason was currently posting heartbreaking photos from Europe, playing the role of a loving husband.
He was carefully establishing his public timeline, completely oblivious to the fact that I was still breathing.
On the forty-fifth day of my isolation, a massive thunderstorm knocked out the cabin's backup generator.
I was reading a book by candlelight when I heard the distinct crunch of tires on the gravel driveway.
Detective Bennett was not scheduled to arrive for another three days.
I quietly grabbed a heavy iron fireplace poker and crept toward the living room window.
Lightning flashed across the dark sky, illuminating a black SUV parked near the front porch.
The driver stepped out into the pouring rain and pulled a suppressed pistol from his jacket.
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I gasped in sheer terror when the next flash of lightning revealed the killer's face.
The man sent to finish Jason's dirty work was the exact same police officer who had been guarding my hospital room.
