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 people outside.

me from the view of

told the

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

for a long moment. “You

past?” I laughed, feeling

sickening, this show of sentiment – who’s

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

drove away, I ripped the card to shreds and dumped it in a trash can.

murderer owe me. I’ll make sure I

up and tucking it under a hat,

I borrowed a phone at a coffee shop and called Stella. I couldn’t

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

mouth shut, fighting back sobs,

Chapter 62

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