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.

a snarky comment like that in the

gonna have to think twice," Dexter

why Henry's goons were on me the second I stepped out

Dexter's brow furrowed. "Wendy?"

looked at him like he was insane.

"Just

thought Dexter was nuts

purpose," he spoke

have no idea what you're spouting," I said,

the possibility of a traitor in the Fitzgerald family, that stepping out could be dangerous," Dexter said, his arm clearly paining him. Because

him; it's not like he was

happen

me. "Phoebe, help me with this

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

me to take you out alone. What do you want to tell me?" he asked, hope in

indeed wanting to

Dexter's usual stubbornness, he wouldn't believe me. It'd be a waste of

he looked back at me, a depth in

right," I snorted

an idiot,

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