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.

smashed at Nocturne. It was pouring that night, and she was all panicky when she told me about it.

guilt written all over

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

to

determined to spill

a cab and dashed over to Nocturne only to find Dexter sober as a judge. It was all a sick bet with his cronies to see how

night, they mocked

minutes, twenty, whatever. They jeered and used every filthy word and trick to provoke and

there I was, foolishly thinking Dexter was wasted, braving the thunder and lightning, facing my

shuddered, backing away as if

of storms, terrified of thunder, scared stiff of driving in the rain since her

wouldn’t stop; I just had to say

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And what did she get? You let Kyle molest her! You watched your pack of fair–weather friends whoop and holler

in ragged gasps, on the brink of

had been too graphic, striking a

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