A New Ally
Marco contacted Melissa Connor—not Casey’s schoolmate, but a former military police officer turned private security. Petite and sharp, she looked harmless, but wasn’t.
“I need someone who can convincingly play a body,” he told her over coffee.
Melissa raised an eyebrow. “That’s a strange request, Mr. Christian.”
“You’ll be paid fifty thousand for one day’s work.”
He gave her a filtered version of the truth. A wife plotting to vanish. A husband ready to reverse it.
“So, you want me to take her place?”
“Exactly. The medical examiner owes me a favor. He’ll confirm you as her. Meanwhile, my wife will still be alive—watching her own plan collapse.”
Melissa leaned back, thoughtful. “And then what?”
“Then,” Marco said with a thin smile, “she lives with her choice.”
