Chapter 305

I blinked, confused. The cops had just broadcast that the victim was alive. Weren't they worried that the perp might find out and go finish the job at the hospital?

Or maybe the police had their own agenda.

"Let's head to the hospital," I murmured.

Dexter glanced at his arm and whispered, "I'm okay."

"To the hospital," I insisted, frowning.

With a smile, Dexter steered the car toward the hospital.

"Phoebe." He shot me a sidelong glance. "You're still worried about me, aren't you? Back there..."

I frowned at Dexter. "If it was a dog that got whacked, I'd be concerned too."

Dexter looked like he wanted to say something but didn't. His complexion wasn't great.

But ever since 'Phoebe' had died, Dexter's temper seemed to have mellowed significantly.

that in the past, he probably would

from Henry's crew who touches you is gonna have to think

dangerous place to be. Guess why Henry's goons were on

Dexter's brow furrowed. "Wendy?"

at him like he was

chuckled. "Just

Dexter was nuts and ignored

on purpose,"

I

possibility of a traitor in the Fitzgerald family, that stepping out could be dangerous," Dexter said, his arm clearly paining him. Because he hadn't bandaged it,

it's not like he

let anything happen to you."

at me. "Phoebe, help me with this bleeding."

I glanced at him. "You won't die. Let it bleed, might prevent an

you out alone. What

wanting

stubbornness, he wouldn't believe me. It'd be a waste of breath.

gaze as he looked back at me, a depth in his eyes. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "I'm not

I

an idiot,

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