Chapter 73

“It’s pouring, you know. Ever heard of taking shelter?” I dashed over to the bench, grabbed him by the arm, and hustled him toward the mall to escape the rain.

“You told me to stay… I’d wait forever,” he said, his gaze locking onto mine with unsettling intensity.

A sudden pang of headache struck me, fierce and unbidden.

That moment felt eerily familiar, as though dredged up from a sea of lost memories.

“You wouldn’t lie to me, would you, Phoebe?” His voice trembled with a nervous edge as if he was desperate for affirmation.

The drizzle had plastered his hair to his forehead, that face of his devilishly enchanting.

“Put your shoes on,” I muttered, avoiding his gaze. This man had the allure of a siren.

He must have a talent for beguiling people’s hearts; that’s probably why even the cops couldn’t peg him as a killer.

I had Colin sit on the bench as I tended to a cut on his foot, wrapping it carefully in gauze before slipping on his socks and shoes.

He leaned against the backrest, watching me with the obedience of a well–trained hound.

curious about who he really was beneath

Samuel give you any trouble when he woke up?” I asked,

stretching out his arm to reveal a bruise on his forearm, the telltale sign of

my breath, inspecting the bruise. “We need to

hand catching mine in a

to pull away, but he held on tight. His fingertips were cool, yet the touch sent a strange tingle through my

gripped my wrist even tighter.

I was about to snap at

to see

arm was really broken, he wouldn’t have the strength to hold onto

he finally released my hand. “Don’t leave me, don’t lie

him, momentarily at a

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this nutjob escaped from

voice could only belong to one

around with a stony expression to find Kyle with a woman on his arm, presumably shopping. Just my luck to

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