Chapter 105. Echoes of The Dead

Myla sighed, turning to him. “I keep thinking about the fact that he needs help. Like real help. Not to be hunted down like a rabid animal.”

Hayden felt a surge of irritation, but he pushed it down, deliberately softening his voice. “Baby, he is not a harmless victim. He is a murderer. He killed his wife, remember?”

“I know that,” she said, her eyes sad. “I haven’t forgotten what he did. But I can't help but wonder… what if he’d had help sooner? What if he hadn't grown up in that environment? I just feel so sorry because it is just a waste of a life.”

Hayden’s heart softened. This was the woman he loved…. the woman whose heart was so vast she could find empathy even for the monster chasing her. It was the same heart that held him when he was falling apart… that saved him.

He took her hand, kissing her knuckles. “That is why you hav