In the hospital’s hallway, Roland stood cold, staring at Zoey who sat on the floor, bleeding out.
How? he questioned. How in the world did he let himself be so careless as to let such evidence get into the hands of the cops?
Now they knew about the names he’s been identified with all these many years. If they knew, they’d start digging. If they dig too deep, they will find things that would make him vulnerable, both to them and to the people who had been on his tail for this long.
“Why are you still standing there,” Zoey said in a tired voice. “I told you… leave already.”
A buzzing sound echoed from behind. The elevator doors slid open to reveal a female nurse. Behind her were Detective Gerald and his assistant, Taylor.
“We’re here, please come with me…” the nurse’s voice trailed int
