— You have to leave him. As soon as possible.

My heart skipped a beat.

— Why? — I whispered. — What has he done?

My father-in-law squeezed his eyes shut, the wrinkles cutting deeply into his face.

— He is not who he says he is. And… he didn’t become this way on his own. It’s my fault.

My hands turned cold.

— What are you talking about?

He gathered his last strength, his fingers trembling as they touched my hand. His touch was icy.

— After my death… open the safe. The code is his mother’s birth date. Everything I’ve hidden is there. Your life… would have been different if you had known the truth earlier. But better late than never.

— What’s inside? — my voice cracked. — I need to know.