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In a world where the mundane becomes a nightmare, Carol Cunnings finds herself thrust into a terrifying reality after a routine trip to the dealership spirals into chaos. Accused of a hit-and-run that leaves three dead, including a child, Carol's life is shattered in an instant. How could she be painted as a cold-blooded killer when she never even drove her car that day?
As the allegations pile up, so does the weight of betrayal. Her husband, once her pillar of support, turns against her, leaving her alone to unravel the truth behind the twisted web of lies. With the police breathing down her neck and the public clamoring for justice, Carol is determined to reclaim her life. But as she navigates a world filled with deceit and danger, she must confront her own past mistakes and the shadows lurking in her seemingly perfect marriage.
What if the key to her survival lies in rewriting her own fate? With time running out and her every move scrutinized, can Carol uncover the sinister forces at play before it’s too late? In this gripping tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, nothing is as it seems, and the truth may be more dangerous than the crime itself.
After I Sent My Car for Maintenance, I Was Accused of a Hit-and-run MurdererChapter 1
Right after I dropped my car off at the car dealership for maintenance, I got a call from the police. They said I was a suspect in a hit-and-run case that had killed someone in the process. They claimed that I was in the middle of having sex when it happened.
By the time I rushed over, I was completely stunned by what I saw in front of me.
My car was parked on the side of the road. Its front end smashed in and the windshield shattered.
Just a few dozen feet ahead, three bodies were sprawled across a large pool of blood. Among them was a two-year-old child. They were in a horrible state.
The moment the crowd saw me, they turned into an angry mob.
“It was her! She came speeding down the road and rammed right into that family. She didn’t even hit the brakes!”
“Yeah, after a long while, she and some guy finally stumbled out of the driver’s seat with their clothes all messed up. Her lipstick was smeared all over her face.”
“She didn’t even call the police or an ambulance! Instead, she just laughed and said the kid’s head was too hard that it cracked her windshield!”