Chapter 162

The kids huddled in the alleyway were a patchwork of misfortune—some with a single arm as if shaped by nature’s unforgiving hand, others mute or blind since birth.

“I’ve brought you guys some grub,” Abdul declared with a maturity beyond his years while distributing food.

I was taken aback.

Why weren’t these children in foster care? The system had surely improved by now

“Abdul, where did you get the food?” a little girl asked in delight.

Abdul swelled with pride, “Miss Foebe snagged it for us, but it’s our secret, okay? If you see her, just play it cool, like you don’t know her, got it?”

Hiding by the doorway, my heart raced with anxiety but ached even more with sorrow.

These kids… they seemed to hold Foebe in high regard.

What exactly was her connection to them?

Is she gonna be alright?” a timid boy inquired.

Abdul murmured, slumping down beside him. “With Foebe around, Grandma’s

Larson’s grandmother? The same lady Zack

Since my rebirth, I hadn’t once visited Foebe’s grandmother yet.

that I didn’t want to;

are often the first to notice

would surely see through me, no matter the lies I spun.

have to bite the

ties to the murderer. It was as if everyone was connected dots, and any one of them could be the murderer.

could escape it.

to the hospital, but a black sedan pulled up beside me. The window rolled down to reveal Dexter in the back seat.

tracking me?

literally lost his

Chapter 162

what the heck do you want?” He’d cornered me into meeting

he’s stalking me? Was he just twiddling his

expression was cool, his voice icy, “Get in.”

to

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