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

slumping down beside him. “With Foebe around, Grandma’s gotta make it.”

Foebe Larson’s grandmother? The same lady Zack Larson used as a

rebirth, I hadn’t once visited

I didn’t want to; I was afraid.

often the first to notice the slightest changes in

grandmother would surely see through me, no

have to bite

the murderer. It was as if everyone was connected dots, and

one could escape it.

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

tracking me?

literally lost his

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cornered me into meeting him at the

twiddling his thumbs? He

cool, his voice icy, “Get

to

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