The Wrong Road My Wife Told Me to Take

The mountain road had collapsed. My son was trapped.

I was the only rescue driver who could get a vehicle up there.

My wife was on the phone, screaming herself hoarse — the only one who knew exactly where our son was:

"West road! Our son is on the west road!"

Without hesitation, I yanked the wheel — then a stream of floating comments flashed across my vision:

[you have no idea you're being played.]

[The kid trapped on the west road is the son of Elise's ex, Renato!]

[If you actually take the west road, your son will die on the east road waiting for help that never comes!]