A familiar figure stood in the light at the end of the hallway. It was Ewan-the Black family's butler and Joel's adoptive father. He was one of Dexter's most trusted people.
His expression was grim. Frowning, he shot me a look before signaling to the people behind him. "Grab them."
Joel stared at him with an equally shocked expression. "Dad?"
Ewan ignored him. His gaze was foreign as he stared at him. However, Joel recomposed himself very quickly. He didn't say another word.
Ewan was part of the Rebels?
"Why?" I asked.
Why did he betray Dexter's trust? Why did he stay around him all these years when he was actually a Rebel?
"How are you so sure that Mr. Black isn't part of the Rebels?" Ewan asked knowingly.
I fell silent.
At this point, if someone told me a stray dog was the leader of the Rebels, I'd believe them. It felt like we were back where we started.
