Death Row (Alibis Collection, #1)

by Freida McFadden

I am currently on death row for murdering my husband.

my attorney has filed one last appeal, but if that is rejected, I will be executed by lethal injection in two weeks.

I spend twenty-three hours of the day in this cell, which is roughly the size of a parking space.

I love him so much that the thought of him ever being unfaithful to me is unbearable. If he ever did something like that . . .

I never actually saw Noel’s body and confirmed that it was him.

All I can think about are the flames that will be coming out of my stove. The ones that will torch my cheating husband alive.

I am 100 percent sure that this man is my husband.

I have so many regrets. I shouldn’t have allowed my jealousy to get the better of me.

I turned on the gas in our house. I knew that Noel wouldn’t be able to smell it, and I gave him instructions to turn on the oven, expecting that the resulting blast would kill him.

“My name is Albert,” he says. It’s the same name as the man whose wedding venue I stole all those years ago. “I’m going to insert an IV into your arm.”

“I didn’t do it.” My voice slurs on the words. “I didn’t kill my husband. I’m innocent.” Albert is quiet for a moment, his fingers frozen on the syringe that will paralyze my muscles. He exchanges looks with Rhea and then lets out a deep sigh. “Yes,” he says, “we know.” What?

a Mack truck going much too fast slams into my car. For a split second, I hear crunching metal and shattering glass, and then everything goes black.

“While I was driving home, I nearly got hit by a truck.” He looks alarmed. “Whoa.” “I’m okay,” I say, “but I had this bizarre ‘life flashing before my eyes’ moment. I imagined that . . . that I had been in a terrible accident and I was in a coma. And I kept having these dreams about you, except the dreams would always end before you could kiss me.”

I can’t believe I came so close to losing everything.