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Caroline had never expected to spend her Monday morning in a hospital bed, but it would be fair to say the last couple of weeks hadn’t conformed to expectations in many ways.
A thousand thoughts swirled around her head as she woke up. Where were Mark and the boys? What happened to Smallwood? Was Dexter okay? What about her job? She was certain it wouldn’t go down well once her superiors found out she’d gone to Smallwood’s house alone, even though she’d been taken off the case. But in that moment, she didn’t care. She was alive.
‘Has anyone ever told you you look ridiculous when you’re asleep?’
She didn’t need to turn her head, because she recognised the voice immediately. She let out half-laugh, half-sigh. ‘Thanks, Dex.’
‘No, seriously. Your mouth sort of hangs open like a fish, bu
