The Negotiator's Cruelest Game

My husband, Harrison Phelps, was the FBI's golden boy, the hero negotiator who never lost his cool. To the world, we were the perfect couple.

Then a bank robbery went wrong. The desperate kidnapper grabbed two women as human shields: me, and Harrison's colleague, Brooke. He gave my husband a choice: save one.

Through the megaphone, my husband's voice boomed, clear and decisive for the whole world to hear.

"Let Brooke Shelton go! She is a national asset!"

He rushed to embrace her, shielding her with his body, never once looking back at me. The kidnapper, enraged, turned his gun on me.