I tapped the screen. A headline from a local news outlet popped up:
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“TRAGEDY STRIKES DALLAS ELITE: Private Charter Plane Carrying Socialite Disappears Over the Atlantic.”
My breath hitched. They had done it. Even though I wasn’t on the plane, the charter flight had taken off—likely with a hired pilot who was either in on the plot or another innocent victim—and it had gone down exactly as scheduled.
The article went on to say that my husband and his mother were “utterly devastated” and cooperating with international authorities, but because of a “tragic legal document filed just days prior regarding a marital separation,” the family was asking for privacy during this complex time.
They had already leaked the forged abandonment papers to the press to control the narrative. They were painting me as a unstable, runaway wife who met a tragic end while fleeing her responsibilities.
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I sat back in the coffee shop chair, my heart pounding. To the world, Valerie was dead. I was a ghost.
