Killed by Them, Now I'm Her to Pay Back
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My hands were slick with sweat on the steering wheel, then the brakes hit the floor—nothing! My Porsche went screaming down the cliff, and as we smashed through the guardrail, I caught a glimpse of cut brake lines under the dashboard. The same brakes my husband Austin had just "checked" yesterday!
When I found myself floating above my own mansion, I finally got it—this was murder! I drifted throug...
When I found myself floating above my own mansion, I finally got it—this was murder! I drifted throug...