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.

of the

conveniently blocking me from the view of

out of the hospital’s reach, Dexter told

street through the window, wary of Dexter. “Why

my eyes for a long moment. “You remind me

past?” I laughed, feeling

this show of sentiment – who’s buying it?

trouble, give me a call,”

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

me.

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

borrowed a phone at a coffee shop and called Stella. I couldn’t just go to Stella; it was too risky.

On the 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,

edged with caution. “Who

fighting back sobs, and hung up.

Chapter 62

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