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.

snarky comment like that in the past, he probably would have blown his

touches you is gonna have to

dangerous place to be. Guess why Henry's goons were on me the second I stepped out your front door? It means there's

Dexter's brow furrowed. "Wendy?"

him like he was insane. "You kidding me?

"Just messing

Dexter was nuts and ignored

on purpose," he spoke

spouting," I said, getting irritated just

the possibility of a traitor in the Fitzgerald family, that stepping out could be dangerous," Dexter said, his

him; it's not like

let anything happen to you." Dexter's face was turning

at me. "Phoebe, help me with

at him. "You won't die. Let it bleed,

out alone.

indeed wanting to tell him about

he wouldn't believe me. It'd be a waste

at me, a depth in

I

not an idiot,

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