“So, there’s definitely someone backing Zoe,” Robin nodded. “You’re still not off the hook, so don’t go
wandering around too much these days.”
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I remained silent, watching as Eric pulled the car over to the side of the road,
“Madam, let’s go home,” Eric said as he opened the car door for me.
I got into the car, my gazeplex as I looked back at Robin. He just waved me off.
“Eric… There’s been someone watching me from the shadowstely, right? Including the police
investigation, there must be someone pulling strings behind the scenes?” I ventured.
“I’m not entirely sure, Madam,” Eric replied, obviously not willing to divulge the truth.
His denial left me with no other recourse.
Someone was protecting me from behind the scenes. Even with the police investigation, I was released
so quickly. I didn’t believe it was just luck.
“Colin… He didn’t wait up for mest night, did he?” I asked, a bit worried.
“Mr. Caleb… He waited up for you,” Eric said as he drove back, confirming that Colin had been waiting
for me.
As we entered the neighborhood, I could see Colin from a distance. He stood at the doorstep, his figure
looking forlorn.
“He… waited at the door for me all night?” I whispered.
Eric nodded. “We couldn’t persuade him otherwise.”
I got out of the car; Colin’s eyes reddened, clearly having not slept a wink as he stood waiting.
“Phoebe…” Seeing me alight from the car, he quickly stepped forward and enveloped me in an
embrace.
Though his voice was as hoarse and choked as ever, the hands holding me were strong.
He clung to me as if he feared I wouldn’t return. His hand cradled my head, holding me tightly.
“I’m okay.” I raised my hand to pat his back soothingly.
“Nobody… can take you away from me again,” he said in a low voice, his presence sending shivers
down my spine.
“Hickey said it was Carter’s sister who ordered the hit but isn’t Carter’s sister… intellectually
challenged?” I asked softly, feeling uneasy.
“Yes, she has cognitive issues,” Colin confirmed.
“If Carter’s really behind this, he wouldn’t drag his own sister into it, right?” Things were bing more
and more opaque to me.
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The two most likely suspects, one was Colin, the other Carter, and if Carter had taked Kisos death… he
wouldn’t implicate his own sister,
Was Colin, as Robin suggested, the mastermind behind it all?
Colin’s gaze was deep as he looked at me, and after a long while, he finally spoke, “PhOA, & you
hungry? Let’s go home for dinner,”
He took my hand and led me home. As I watched his back, my mind was in turmoil.
“Caleb!”
Suddenly, a car screeched to a halt behind us; Julian got out, his eyes zing with anger as he
confronted Colin, “My dad’s been taken by the cops. Did you do this?”
Colin looked bewildered, taking refuge behind me. “Phoebe, I don’t know what he’s talking
about.”
“As far as I know, Mr. Henry is implicated in numerous criminal activities, and the evidence is solid, Mr.
Henry’s getting on in years; I think you, sir, should be thinking of a way to help him at home rather than
making usations here,” Eric interjected with a firm voice.
Julian red at Eric and Colin. “It was you who did this!”
“Phoebe, he’s so aggressive,” Colin said, looking into Julian’s eyes with deep intensity yet still hiding
behind me.
“Why do you think Colin is responsible, Mr. Langley?” I asked, furrowing my brow.
“Right after you walk into the police station, my dad gets in trouble. Who else would do it?” Julian
angrily pointed at Colin. “I see it clearly now; he’s nothing but a wolf in sheep’s clothing!” “You’re saying
I ended up at the police station because of you?” I asked Julian, on my guard.
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Julian just snorted, offering no reply. Clearly, he was deeply involved in this whole string of
events.
Colin straightened up, pulling me into his arms, and looked coldly at Julian. “Touch what’s mine, and
you will die.”