Chapter 62

I averted my gaze, unwilling to spare Dexter an extra glance. “I don’t need your help.”

Dexter chuckled. “I don’t know why you’re running, but if you get out now, they’ll surely take you

back.”

“Got nothing better to do?” I leaned back in the seat, my tone a mix of curiosity and annoyance.

Indeed, letting Dexter whisk me away was a plan.

“A bit,” he nodded.

“Get me out of this hospital,” I said firmly.

Without protest, Dexter signaled the driver to go.

footwell of the car, hiding from

conveniently blocking me from the view of any

reach, Dexter told the

the street through the window, wary of Dexter. “Why are you

my eyes for a long moment. “You remind me

laughed, feeling a wave

sickening, this show of sentiment –

give me a call,” Dexter offered

his car drove away, I ripped the card to shreds and dumped it in a trash

me. I’ll make sure I get

slipped out of the alley, tying my hair up and tucking it under a hat, keeping my head

a coffee shop and called Stella. I couldn’t just go to Stella; it was

was Stella’s familiar voice, hoarse from crying daily. “Who’s this?” Tears welled up in my eyes and I shook as I leaned on the table. “If you want to know how your best friend Phoebe died,

with caution.

my mouth shut, fighting back sobs, and hung up.

Chapter 62

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