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.

in the footwell of the car,

a bit closer, conveniently blocking me from

Dexter told the driver to pull over in

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

for a long moment. “You remind me of someone I used

the past?” I laughed, feeling a wave

of sentiment – who’s

any trouble, give me a

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

murderer owe me. I’ll make sure I

it under

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

other end 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, don’t tell anyone

voice became edged with caution. “Who are you?”

mouth shut, fighting back sobs, and hung

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