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Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 

The kids huddled in the alleyway were a patchwork of misfortunesome 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 kidsthey seemed to hold Foebe in high regard

What exactly was her connection to them

When’s Grandma Quella getting out of the hospital? Is she gonna be alright?a timid boy inquired

She’ll pull through,” Abdul murmured, slumping down beside him. With Foebe around, Grandma’s gotta make it.” 

Their conversation piqued my curiosity, Was Grandma Quella Foebe Larson’s grandmother? The same lady Zack Larson used as a bargaining chip

A pang of guilt struck me. Since my rebirth, I hadn’t once visited Foebe’s grandmother yet

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to; I was afraid

The closest kin are often the first to notice the slightest changes in their loved ones

I wasn’t Foebe, and her grandmother would surely see through me, no matter the lies I spun

But now, I might just have to bite the bullet and pay her a visit

The kids were connected to both Foebe and her grandmother, and Abdul’s brother got ties to the murderer. It was as if everyone was connected dots, and any one of them could be the murderer

No one could escape it

Stepping away from the alley, I planned to head to the hospital, but a black sedan pulled up beside me. The window rolled down to reveal Dexter in the back seat

Was he tracking me

Had he literally lost his mind

Chapter 162 

Dexter, what the heck do you want?He’d cornered me into meeting him at the office

yesterday, and now he’s stalking me? Was he just twiddling his thumbs? He seemed assured I wouldn’t show today, threats notwithstanding

His expression was cool, his voice icy, Get in.” 

I turned to leave

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