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.

“Yeah, Phoebe told me about it. Hank.texted her, saying that Dexter got smashed at Nocturne. It was pouring that night, and

written all over him.

head low, fists clenched tight. “Stop it…”

didn’t want to

determined to spill it.

only to find Dexter sober as a judge. It was all a sick bet with his cronies to see how fast ‘loyal little Phoebe‘ would

they mocked me.

lapdog, they wagered on my response time–ten minutes, twenty, whatever. They jeered and used every filthy word and trick

there I was, foolishly thinking Dexter was wasted, braving the thunder and lightning, facing my worst fears, only to be met with unabashed

backing away as if pleading for me to

in the rain since

I wouldn’t stop; I just

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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

came in ragged gasps, on the brink of madness.

had been too graphic, striking a

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