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.

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

pitch black and impossible to

and looked back

back and came to

urged, eager to confront the murderer, and turned

I glanced over my shoulder, I vaguely caught Colin gesturing toward the corner and slashing his hand across his

had resumed his

that Colin’s face was the very image

angel.

much he hid beneath that

room, Cory and the others had pinned someone to the floor.

corner, her whole body trembling

came one after another must have been overwhelming for a woman like Melody, who

long time, constantly fearing becoming the murderer’s next victim. This was her

right that day: death wasn’t the worst

guilt, loneliness, and fear–that was the cruelest

minor,” Cory fretted as he handed over the murder weapon–a syringe

this stuff in her

Robin. “Don’t kill me.”

I

the

darkened as he grabbed the boy by his collar, “This is murder! Where are your

lab coat, the boy looked

He struggled,

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