Chap­ter 213 of All the Col­ors of the Dark focus­es on Saint as she sits in her cruis­er, qui­et­ly observ­ing the build­ing that hous­es her only friend. She is torn between the desire to con­fide in him about her recent expe­ri­ences, par­tic­u­lar­ly her role in res­cu­ing Ash­lee Miller, a young woman whose life was spared because of Sain­t’s pur­suit of Eli Aaron. Despite her efforts, which involved head­ing into the swamp­land ful­ly armed, Saint is still unable to find the man who could direct her to Grace. The feel­ing of being so close yet so far from her goal inten­si­fies her frus­tra­tion, as she strug­gles with the weight of her mis­sion and the emo­tion­al toll it takes. The long­ing to share these bur­dens with some­one who under­stands her is pal­pa­ble, but she remains iso­lat­ed in her pur­suit, con­sumed by the task at hand. The emo­tion­al and phys­i­cal strain of her jour­ney is over­whelm­ing, yet the hope of reach­ing Grace keeps her going, even as the truth eludes her.

As night begins to fall, Saint seeks solace in a near­by bar, order­ing a bour­bon to set­tle her mind. The atmos­phere, filled with the famil­iar smells and sounds of con­ver­sa­tion, trans­ports her to mem­o­ries of her grandmother’s porch, pro­vid­ing a fleet­ing moment of peace. How­ev­er, her tem­po­rary respite is shat­tered when a news report fea­tur­ing Jim­my Wal­ters, a man from her past, flash­es on the tele­vi­sion screen. The sight of his face sparks an emo­tion­al reac­tion in Saint, as the mem­o­ry of his once-wel­com­ing smile con­trasts sharply with the dark­er real­i­ty of his true nature. This dis­crep­an­cy trig­gers a surge of grief and anger with­in her, and in a fit of rage, she hurls her glass at the screen, the shat­ter­ing glass sym­bol­iz­ing the break­ing of her emo­tion­al con­trol. The act, though impul­sive, cap­tures the inten­si­ty of her pain, reveal­ing how deeply the past con­tin­ues to haunt her.

The sound of the glass break­ing draws the atten­tion of oth­ers in the bar, cre­at­ing a chaot­ic scene. In the midst of the tur­moil, Black­jack, a famil­iar fig­ure from her past, steps in to inter­vene, help­ing her exit the bar before the sit­u­a­tion esca­lates fur­ther. As they walk away from the scene, Black­jack asks about her con­nec­tion to Jim­my, prompt­ing a painful admis­sion from Saint. She reflects on the man Jim­my once was, acknowl­edg­ing that he was not a good per­son, a truth that cuts deep as she relives the betray­al and heartache asso­ci­at­ed with him. Their con­ver­sa­tion, filled with unspo­ken under­stand­ing, is abrupt­ly inter­rupt­ed when Black­jack returns to man­age the after­math of her out­burst, leav­ing Saint alone to process the raw emo­tions that have resur­faced. Under the night sky, she is left to con­front her feel­ings of grief, anger, and the weight of her past, which refuse to fade into the dark­ness.

This chap­ter skill­ful­ly cap­tures the ten­sion between mem­o­ry and real­i­ty, with Sain­t’s emo­tion­al jour­ney serv­ing as the focal point. As she grap­ples with the com­plex­i­ties of her past, the chap­ter delves into her inter­nal strug­gles and the emo­tion­al tur­moil she expe­ri­ences. The pain of reliv­ing mem­o­ries, par­tic­u­lar­ly those tied to Jim­my Wal­ters, high­lights the deep scars left by her past and the dif­fi­cul­ty of mov­ing for­ward. Sain­t’s out­burst, dri­ven by her raw emo­tions, serves as a release, yet it also under­scores the weight of her unre­solved trau­ma. The chap­ter empha­sizes the lone­li­ness of Sain­t’s path, as she seeks solace but is con­stant­ly remind­ed of the past that haunts her. The night sky, which offers no judg­ment or clar­i­ty, serves as a metaphor for her journey—a jour­ney filled with uncer­tain­ty and unre­solved pain. It’s a poignant moment in the nar­ra­tive, show­ing the vul­ner­a­bil­i­ty of a char­ac­ter who is both search­ing for redemp­tion and bat­tling the ghosts of her his­to­ry.