My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Logan and Esther had to keep an eye on the group while closely monitoring Bradley. When Logan spotted Bradley entering the
dance floor, he swiftly pulled Esther away from it. He knew that any trouble caused by Bradley at this moment could jeopardize
their mission, and he couldn’t allow that.
Logan led Esther directly back to the sports car and instructed her, “Wait in the car.”
Esther wasn’t really afraid of Bradley discovering her, but she was concerned that his aggressive behavior might interfere with
her and Logan’s mission.
“In fact, we don’t need to watch the bar in person,” Esther said as she took out her phone and tapped the screen. She
successfully hacked into the bar’s surveillance system, but the limited number of cameras meant that the footage she obtained
was also limited.
Logan looked at Esther and said, “I’ll go in. You wait here. Remember, don’t expose yourself, understood?”
“I understand,” Esther replied, acknowledging her role as a temporary partner, and she followed Logan’s orders.
Logan glanced at Esther and headed into the bar. As soon as he entered, Bradley intercepted him. Bradley’s imposing figure
blocked Logan’s path like an insurmountable obstacle.
“Where is the woman who danced with you just now?” Bradley inquired, devoid of any emotion.
Logan furrowed his eyebrow and looked beyond Bradley, focusing on the men in the distance.
“Many women danced with me earlier. Which one are you talking about?”
Bradley pulled out his phone and showed Logan a picture of Esther in a wedding dress. His tone turned low and threatening.
“This is her.”
“I don’t know her,” Logan replied indifferently before heading toward the dance floor.
Bradley grabbed Logan, exuding dominance. “Take a closer look.”
Logan shook off Bradley in irritation and asked, “Are you crazy?”
Bradley gave Logan a pointed look but decided not to press further. Instead, he sought out the bar’s manager.

He had seen her earlier, and her figure was unmistakable. He couldn’t be mistaken.
“Manager, I’d like to check the surveillance footage.”
The manager maintained a businesslike tone and said, “I’m sorry, but without proper authorization, access to the surveillance
footage—”
Bradley quickly wrote a check and handed it to the manager. Upon seeing the generous amount on the check, the bar manager’s
face lit up, and he led Bradley into the bar’s office.
“Feel free.”
Bradley sat at the computer, trying to find the familiar figure in the surveillance footage, but he couldn’t do so.
“What’s wrong with your surveillance system?” Bradley couldn’t comprehend how the bar’s cameras had so many blind spots.
Despite numerous cameras, none captured a clear image of the familiar figure he had seen earlier. It was as if that glimpse had
been an illusion.
But he knew he had seen her, so why couldn’t he find her now?
Unbeknownst to Bradley, Esther had been meticulous in avoiding surveillance, and her use of a smartphone allowed her to
closely monitor Bradley’s actions in the bar.
Esther watched Bradley on her phone from the red sports car with a smirk. He was relentless in his search, unaware of her
cunning tactics.