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<\/figure>\n\n\n\nBehind me, a hoarse voice cut through the silence.
\u201cWhere\u2019s your husband?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I spun around. My father-in-law stood there, trembling, his skin the color of ash.
\u201cAt work,\u201d I said cautiously. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He swallowed hard. \u201cIt belongs to him. Look for yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Cold dread spread through me. \u201cHe\u2019s\u2026 having an affair?\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His expression darkened. \u201cNo. Worse.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I crouched, hands shaking as I picked up the bag. It wasn\u2019t jewelry or cash inside. It was cold iron. A gun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh my God,\u201d I breathed. \u201cThis is his?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My father-in-law\u2019s nod was heavy, burdened with fear.
\u201cYes. And that\u2019s not the worst of it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThen explain,\u201d I demanded. \u201cWhy would he have a gun? What does this mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He sank onto the rim of the tub as if the weight of the truth might crush him.
\u201cHe\u2019s drowning in debt. I\u2019ve suspected for a while, but last month a stranger came to me. He said, \u2018If your son doesn\u2019t complete the task, your whole family will pay. His wife, his parents, his children \u2014 none of you will have peace.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A chill gripped my chest.
\u201cWhat task?\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His gaze dropped.
\u201cHe\u2019s been forced into something\u2026 dangerous. So dangerous I can\u2019t even speak of it. If he refuses, they\u2019ll destroy everything he loves.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My legs gave out and I sank to the floor.
\u201cBut how did they know about this? About the wall?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey told me themselves,\u201d he said bitterly. \u201cThey know everything \u2014 where he hides weapons, where he keeps money, even when you leave the house. They wanted me to understand: nothing is hidden from them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Silence fell like a shroud. My heart pounded in my ears.
\u201cSo what do we do?\u201d I asked, barely able to move my lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His hands clenched into fists.
\u201cWe have two choices. Say nothing and let him finish\u2026 or risk everything to find another way. But if they suspect us\u2026\u201d He trailed off, eyes haunted. \u201cIt\u2019ll be the end of all of us.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The moment I stepped in, my stomach twisted. The wall by the sink had been smashed open, shards of tile and cement scattered like broken teeth across the floor. Amid the debris lay a clear plastic bag, dust clinging to its surface. Behind me, a hoarse voice cut through the silence.\u201cWhere\u2019s your husband?\u201d I spun…<\/p>\n