Chapter 159

Startled, I glanced at Robin before gripping Colin’s hand with an intensity that betrayed my

excitement.

Had they caught the murderer?

If they’d nabbed one, the rest were sure to follow. It was like pulling a thread to unravel the

whole sweater.

Colin looked up and caught my eye as I clutched his hand.

I took a deep breath, waiting for Robin to get off the phone.

When Robin ended the call, he turned to us, “Cory’s got someone. No time to drop you guys off, let’s head over together.”

Robin floored the gas pedal and we sped toward the hospital.

My heart raced the entire drive, anticipation clawing at me. Who was the murderer?

Who had ended my life? I was dying to find out.

Colin was silent the whole trip, probably aware he’d messed up. He kept his gaze low as if bracing for my scolding.

We pulled into the hospital parking lot, and I couldn’t wait. I bolted out of the car and ran ahead after Robin.

us. After a few steps, he stopped, gazing indifferently toward a dark corner near the entrance.

pitch black and impossible to see

paused and looked back at

back and came to

I urged, eager to confront the murderer,

vaguely caught Colin gesturing toward the corner and slashing his

back again, he had resumed

remembered thinking, just before my death, that Colin’s

angel.

realized how much he hid beneath that mask of

the hospital room, Cory and the others had pinned

was curled up in the corner, her whole

overwhelming for a woman like Melody, who was so

have trouble sleeping for a long time, constantly fearing

the worst punishment. Living on was far

spent in guilt, loneliness, and fear–that was the

fretted as he handed over the murder weapon–a syringe filled with what had

in her IV. I was

“Don’t

I

the teenager

the boy by his collar, “This is murder! Where are your parents?”

lab coat, the boy looked about fifteen or

me go!” He struggled, trying to escape.

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