I found my son-in-law’s hidden diary and read: “Today is the day. The old man won’t make it…” My heart stopped. When I turned to the next page, my hands trembled uncontrollably. I realized my life was in immediate danger… and I had to escape this house before he came back.
I found the diary by accident. I had been looking for a misplaced screwdriver in the small storage room behind the guest bedroom when a black leather notebook fell from the top shelf and hit the floor with a dull thud. I recognized the handwriting immediately—Daniel’s, my son-in-law. Curious, assuming it was something harmless, I…