His aides eventually dragged him home. He barely made it through the door when the divorce papers on the table caught his eye, taunting him.
He stood frozen, then lunged at them like a madman. When he saw her signature, a guttural cry tore from his throat as he ripped the papers apart, letting the fragments rain down like bitter confetti.
He slid to the floor, gutted. She had left him. That was why she was in the car. But why? She loved him. There had to be a mistake, and he would tear the world apart to uncover it.
*****
The "disappearance" service blew me away. They staged a crash so real that even I almost believed it. Actors, props, the works. Next thing I knew, I was on a plane to some secluded island.
The handler grinned. "It is a quiet island. No crowds, just beaches and palm t
