A Wife's Treachery, A Husband's Rebirth

erile air of the prison visiting room and Sa

was clearly planted by you; you were ju

tting through the thick

impleton like you; you deserve to rot

s echoed in my mind, a relentless drumbeat accompanying the clang of the steel door th

arted wit

eau, my muscles aching from a stakeout that went nowhere. Sarah was in

she said, her voice full of a kind

ack velvet, was a smart ring. It was a simple, ele

"Alex said it' s the next big thing in wearable tech. It tracks biom

ah that made my skin crawl, a possessive glint in his eyes that he didn't bother to hide. And she, a brilliant

f hardware from a man like Alex was a massive securi

ing to keep my voice even. "We don' t know

s, her good mood v

job. Can' t you just be happy for me,

x Thorne we' re talking about. His company has been f

success, and you' re jealous that he values my expertise. You can' t stand that I have somet

g onto her finger.

p, basic stuff for analyzing electronics. It took me three hours, but I found it. Tucked away beneath the biometric sensor, so small it was almost invisible, was a sophisticated data-exf

wasn't just a privacy

immediately arrested as a potential foreign agent. Her life, her career, everythin

about a potential vulnerability in Thorne' s new technology. I didn' t mention Sarah at all. I sacrificed a major career advancement, a promotion to lead a new counter-espionage unit that was practically mine, just to

country. His private jet crashed on takeoff from a remote airfield. The official report called it a

was to lose her mentor and friend. I held her, believing, wanting to believe, that she was an innocent

was

hile I was working to shut down the investigation into Alex to protect her, she was secretly accessing my work file

: an anonymous tip to the director' s office, with a detailed map leading to a dead drop. There, the FBI found a hard drive containing the leaked data, along w

at me with a mixture of shock and disgust. The evidence was overwhelming, meticulously craf

in the prison visiting room, where sh

lty in Sarah' s eyes... it all swirled together, a black vortex pulling me down

do it all o

filled the air. Not the burnt, cheap stuff from the pris

ned m

amed through the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Across fr

s was a small,

me, her smile bri

ok what Ale

a second chance. And this time, I wouldn

d save