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.

down in the footwell of the car, hiding from the

me from the view of any passersby.

the hospital’s reach, Dexter told the

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

long moment. “You remind me of someone I

past?” I laughed, feeling a wave

sentiment –

card. If you run into any trouble, give me a call,” Dexter offered me his business card.

stepping out of the car. As his car drove away, I ripped the card to shreds and

and that murderer owe me. I’ll make sure

it under a hat, keeping my head down as

shop and called Stella. I couldn’t just go to Stella; it was too risky.

my eyes and I shook as I leaned on the table. “If you want to know how your best friend Phoebe died, don’t tell anyone and come alone to the coffee shop

voice became edged with caution. “Who

fighting back sobs, and

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