Todos los capítulos de Dr. KILLER : Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

Karma's POVI remained outside for a few more seconds after the call ended. I stared at my phone, my mind still struggling to accept what Helena had just told me.Gaius was dead. I took a deep breath and forced myself to put the phone away.I couldn't stand outside forever. Yvonne and Auntie Grace were inside, completely unaware of what had just happened.I opened the door and quietly stepped back into the house..Yvonne looked up immediately."Little Karma, everything okay?" She asked for the tenth time today and I forced a small smile."Yes."She studied me for a moment. "You took quite a while.""It was work." I said and sat down, trying to act normal. But my mind was already working, so I couldn't go home tonight.Not after what Helena had just told me. And I couldn't tell Yvonne and Auntie Grace everything. They didn't need to know about Nile, Gaius, or the investigation surrounding my husband.I needed a reason that would make sense, something they could understand without asking

Karma's POVFor the next two days, I remained at Yvonne's house. Helena still hadn't given me permission to leave.I called her several times, asking if I was safe enough to return home, but her answer remained the same. "Stay there, Karma." So I stayed.I tried to act normal around Yvonne and Auntie Grace. I laughed with them, ate with them, and pretended that I wasn't constantly thinking about everything that had happened.Gaius was dead, Adrian was dead and the hospital was still under investigation. Helena was also still digging into something much bigger than any of us had initially realized.I spoke to Noah over the phone during those two days, our conversations weren't long. He asked how I was doing and I told him I was fine.He asked when I would be coming home and I told him I didn't know. He didn't push, I figured he would have suspected that something was up.His voice remained calm and familiar, and I hated how normal everything sounded whenever I spoke to him. Sometimes,

Karma's POVRoland dropped Helena and me off at the hospital, but neither of them came inside with me.Helena remained in the car with Roland while I walked into the building alone. I didn't question them, I know she wants to keep me safe, but I can really help to be away from her for now. Most especially after we've wrongfully killed someone.The hospital felt different now. It had always been a busy place, filled with patients, doctors, nurses, visitors and the constant noise that came with a functioning hospital. And also the movement and the smell of medicine. But now, it was almost empty.Only a handful of staff remained because of the ongoing investigation.The silence was eerie. Every footstep seemed louder than it should have been as I made my way toward the boardroom where the investigation was still taking place. My mind reeling with reasons as to why he wants to see me, what could have come up again? What could he have discovered? I couldn't help but to ask myself.I pushed

Karma's POVFor several seconds, neither of us moved. Noah simply stood there, staring at me. Then, slowly, a smile appeared on his face.It wasn't the smile I knew, it wasn't the smile that had greeted me countless times after a long day, this one was different.Cold, knowing."You are finally confronting me," he said. His voice was calm, almost amused. "Instead of sneaking around like a rat." A chill ran down my spine, I couldn't move and I couldn't even breathe properly.My mind was struggling to catch up with what I was hearing. He knew, he knew that I had been investigating him, he knew that I knew. And somehow, that frightened me more than if he had shouted.I opened my mouth, but nothing came out, my thoughts were moving too quickly. Nile.The name I had just spoken, the man standing in front of me, the husband I had shared my life with. Was this really him?So I have been living with Nile all these years? He smiled again when he saw my silence. "At this point, you should have k

Noah's POVI knew the moment she said my name. Not Noah.Nile.There was no confusion in her voice. No hesitation. No uncertainty. She knew.For a few seconds, I simply stood there and looked at my wife, trying to understand how much she actually knew, I've known for a while that she has known.The answer was written all over her face. She had found out about the identity.But that was all. She didn't know the importance things.She didn't know where Noah's body had ended up. She didn't know how much of my life had been carefully constructed. She didn't know about the people who had helped me, the people who had disappeared, or the things I had done to protect the life I had taken for myself. Most importantly, she didn't know everything about me, and everything I did to survive.And because of that, a small part of me still believed I had a chance. A chance to make her understand, a chance to make her stay.A chance to keep the woman I had loved for years from becoming the person who