Chapter 133

Melody glared at me with a venomous intensity, a silent threat hanging in the tension between

  1. us.

“Make my life hell, and I’ll drag you down with me,” her eyes seemed to say.

Her confidence in tarnishing my name and linking me to a murderer made me waver a bit.

I knew all too well that Foebe, the woman whose life I had inexplicably stepped into, had some shady dealings with the murderer.

And there I was, stuck in Foebe’s shoes.

“If that’s the case, I’m gonna need you both to stay put here in Sea City for the time being,” Robin said, glancing at me as he prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he paused. “You claim to be best friends with Phoebe. Did you know about that close call she had at the Nocturne bar, where some creep nearly took advantage of her?”

Robin was fishing for something, I could tell.

it. Hank.texted her, saying that Dexter got smashed at Nocturne. It was pouring that night, and

guilt written all over

his head low, fists clenched

didn’t want to hear

determined to spill

Dexter sober as a judge. It was all a sick

night, they mocked

twenty, whatever. They jeered and

was wasted, braving the thunder and lightning, facing my

if pleading for me to

was petrified of storms, terrified of thunder, scared stiff of driving in the rain since her folks died in a crash on a wet day!”

I just had

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was scared out of her wits, crying over the phone, she was afraid for you, Dexter. And she still went! And what did she get? You let Kyle molest her! You watched your pack of fair–weather friends whoop and holler as they stripped her dignity, tore at her clothes. pinned her down on that

in ragged gasps,

too

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