I rushed to my car, the morning sun casting long shadows on the road.
I drove to the bank as doubts plagued me. Was this all just a product of my grief? The thought chilled me.
Yet, I had to know.
But my heart started beating a mile a minute when a police car appeared behind me, signaling to pull over. Panic surged. I couldn’t stop; not now.
In a desperate move, I accelerated, dodging them until I lost them in the traffic.
I entered the bank, feeling the sweat on my forehead as I scanned the crowd. There, I spotted Amanda in her wheelchair, talking to the bank manager.
Or was that Kate pretending to be Amanda? Without a second thought, I grabbed a nearby customer’s coffee and approached them.
In a bold, almost reckless act, I poured the coffee on her leg.
She jumped up, screaming at the pain, and the truth became quite clear. She wasn’t paralyzed.
This was Kate, not Amanda. “How are you, Kate?” I asked, feeling both glad and dismayed that my suspicions were real.
But before I could say more, the bank erupted into chaos as police led by Detective Johnson burst in.
I believe he had figured out what I had, too, because his gun pointed at Kate immediately, and he signaled for his officers to detain her.
I watched as they pulled her away, and the police also grabbed Kyle, who had been waiting in the car this entire time.
The detective joined me, placing a hand on my shoulder, as he spoke softly, filling me in on the details of their entire scheme.
After Kate discovered my affair with Amanda, she told Kyle and devised a plan to get rid of her sister, take the life insurance payout, and frame me for her death.
They poisoned Amanda, and then, they made it appear as if Kate had died in a car crash, with Amanda’s body in the wreckage to make their plan work. That was why Kate had changed the beneficiary to Amanda recently.
“I sent a squad car after you because I was worried you might do something stupid,” the detective cleared up. I nodded.
That was entirely possible, but I’m glad I kept my gun safely tucked in my pants.
As I processed everything that happened, I knew that life would never be the same.
I could acknowledge my errors, but nothing justified Kate and Kyle’s actions. Now, I had even more to mourn.
