Skeletons in His Closet

The sun was up. As usual, I made Zane's favorite breakfast. Yet, he still remained indifferent. He ate quietly without saying a word to me.It felt like I wasn't his wife but his maid.After breakfast, I drove him to work. We both worked in sales at the same perfume company. After parking the car, I strode into the office.Once he was gone, I left a colleague with some instructions before quickly leaving the office. I didn't take the car but instead called a cab to drive me home.Flinging open the main door, I crossed the living room as quickly as I could and rushed toward the basement. However, when I arrived, I was dumbstruck.The door to the basement had been changed! Without my knowing, it had been changed to a door with a password lock! And, without the password, it was impossible to enter.I took out my phone and took a photo of the door. I wanted to find out if there was a universal key for this type of door."What are you doing?" Zane exclaimed, suddenly appearing at the

The moment I arrived at the office, Jane grabbed my hand and said loudly, "Chloe, I've asked my friend the question!"There were other colleagues around her, so I quickly gestured for her to lower her voice. She covered her mouth and giggled. Leaning close to me, she whispered, "My friend said that she can open most password-locked doors. She can even open doors that locksmiths can't open!"That was great news!I was delighted. Once the other colleagues walked away, I sat Jane down and whispered, "Jane, please do me a favor."She frowned at me. "You were the one who told me there's no need for courtesy between best friends. Fire away!"I glanced at the office door, ensuring that there was no one around. Then, I wrapped an arm around her shoulders and whispered in her ear.She nodded as she listened. "Leave it to me!"After ten minutes of discussion, she hurriedly left.Meanwhile, I sat in the office, waiting. During this time, I noticed Zane sneaking over suspiciously a few t

Zane and I hosted Jane and Monica graciously that evening, and the air in the house felt much lighter. At 10:00 pm, we showed them to the door with smiles on our faces.Finally, we lay down to rest. Our nighttime routine was still the same as before; calm and quiet with nothing happening.At that moment, I couldn't fall asleep. I lay against the head of the bed, watching videos on my phone. I was subscribed to the local news channel. In the video, the newscaster once again mentioned the accident that happened in front of the office.Three people had died on the spot, while three others had been gravely injured. Now, two of them were in critical condition. However, the driver had fled the scene and was still at large.The fugitive's name was Bree Polene, and she drove a BMW. She had been the queen bee in high school and always bullied her peers. I'd known her back then but rarely interacted with her.Suddenly, I remembered that Zane used to date her.For some reason, I'd always th

"We're here!" Jane arrived with a few friends in tow. She had brought four people with her—two men and two women.It was the lady who sold password-locked doors and three of her locksmiths. They brought with them all sorts of lockpicking tools, including a cutting machine.We quickly rushed to the basement door and began to try to break in.The door was especially thick, much like the anti-theft ones used at banks. It was so sturdy that even removing the lock cylinder couldn't unlock the door.In the end, we had no other choice. We pulled a power cord extension over and fired up the cutting machine. The two male lockpicks took turns cutting through the door with the machine.After two whole hours, the door finally opened.I switched on the lights in the basement. All of the basement doors were open except for one. Therefore, I went over to open it. Despite pushing it with all my might, it wouldn't budge.Evidently, someone was in there!Jane and I exchanged looks before noddi