Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 441

Colin glanced back at me. "Phoebe, did you hope it was me?"

"I didn't hope so," I shook my head.

Whatever the intentions of the person behind all this were, their methods were undeniably extreme.

Using such methods to deal with and harm others for their own ends... I couldn't see them as entirely 'good.'

Colin grabbed my hand, pulling me to hide behind a van, and took off his protective gear. "If you don't hope it's me, then it's not me."

I looked at him, puzzled. "And if I did hope it was you?"

"Then I'd find the person behind this, replace them, and become the one you hoped for." Colin was earnest.

I couldn't help but smile at his silly yet clever response, which addressed my doubts.

Finn said Caleb was all brains and no heart, but from what I saw... Colin was terrifyingly high in both IQ and EQ.

He just... used his intelligence on others and his emotional smarts on 'calculating' me.

Sighing, I walked behind him and hugged him from behind, tiredly saying, "I'm so exhausted, carry me?"

With a smile, Colin lifted me onto his back, step by step leading me away.

"Sir," I murmured, eventually falling asleep on Colin's back.

When I woke up, Eric had surprisingly arrived by car, not only Eric but he had brought quite a few people with him, evidently aware of our precarious situation.

I was astonished. "How did Eric get here so fast?"

"Sir, you've been missing for days. The last trace was here; I've been searching for you guys," Eric explained.

"What about Bran and the others... Are they okay?" I must have been really worn out, feeling utterly weak.