Two years after my wife sent me to Ardenport on business, I finally closed the deal and flew back to Bellmont without telling her. But when I got home, my birthday no longer unlocked the front door. She had given me this house as a wedding present. My name was on the deed. When she set the passcode herself, she had said, "As long as you want to come home, this door will always be open to you." I tried again. Incorrect passcode. I was about to call her when our next-door neighbor, Mrs. Nelson, came over. "Looking for Natalie? She and her husband went for a prenatal checkup. They aren't back yet." Clutching my phone, I stared at her. "Natalie Montgomery?" "That's right. She's due soon, so she's been going to the hospital a lot lately." My hand tightened around the handle of my suitcase. It took me a long moment to force out the question. "What's her husband's name?" "Darren Lynch. He takes her for a walk every day." She looked me over and smiled. "You must be her younger brother, right?" My blood ran cold. Natalie was my wife. Darren was my best friend. Together, they had betrayed me...