The Bound Between Us

Chapter 921

Harry had finally confessed-out loud, no less—and the thrill mixed with shock left Hank almost lightheaded.

Harry had killed nine people, but the cops had only ever recovered eight bodies.

Jason had called it: the very first victim was still missing because Harry had hidden the body.

The game wasn't over yet. Hank kept up his performance, still acting like he was writhing in pain.

Truth was, Harry's knife hadn't even broken skin. The blood in Hank's mouth and soaking his shirt was all fake. He and Jason had planned it all out, knowing Harry's twisted methods. Hank was wearing a protective vest under his clothes- something straight out of an old detective movie. The blood? Just movie prop stuff.

It was all a setup to make Harry confess on tape. Hank had a discreet earpiece with Jason listening in and recording everything from a van nearby.

This was the kind of evidence that would finally bring Harry down.

"You're insane," Hank whispered, his voice shaky with fake fear. "You killed nine people? But the police only found eight bodies. You're lying. Are you just trying to scare me? The cops are too good to miss a killer like you."

cops are useless. I

me to believe you, you

blurted, "It's under the concrete at my fish

act, he got up and

while covered in fake blood, had tested Hank's acting skills to the

dumbfounded. "Wait-you're fine? But

from under his shirt and tossed them at

in, o'll haul

he realized he'd been played.

grinned. "Took

Hank alone, he lunged with

didn't even

to.

stalls, then wade in, holding Harry under until he stopped fighting. He slapped cuffs on his wrists and dragged

and gasping, too weak even