Chapter 4

At 4 p.m. sharp, I walked into the gym.

"Hello, sir. Would you like to sign up for a membership or try a trial session?" the receptionist asked politely.

"I'm looking for my wife. She's having a personal training session inside," I said.

"May I have your wife's name, please?" the receptionist inquired.

"It's Rebecca Letterson," I replied.

"All right. I'll get her for you," the receptionist said.

Moments later, Rebecca appeared, her expression carrying a hint of unease.

"Ben, you're here!" She walked over and slipped her arm through mine. "I was just doing some stretches."

"How's the workout…