Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Four days before my death.

Wearing a red dress, I was shaking like a leaf in the alley.

“Act natural,” came Dexter’s voice through the earpiece.

I walked back and forth from one end of the alley to the other, but no shady characters in sight.

“Dexter, maybe the killer Isn’t Into her, eh?”

“Ha–ha, even a murderer has standards.”

The laughter of Dexter and his cronies echoed in my earpiece.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I crouched on the ground. For a moment, I was dying for a good

cry.

That night, I didn’t manage to balt the killer.

They didn’t let up on me, though.

days before my death. I was back pacing Flare Alley at night. Still

it all went down, Melody caught up with me, “Phoebe, my bad. I got it mixed up. It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened. Dexter

and went to

time, someone was really

there… I think someone’s behind me.” I was

their goofing around. Nobody was listening. Something felt off, so I kept dialing

Dexter.

ever give it a rest? Why don’t you just drop dead? Did you get Melody yesterday and tell her we’re engaged to get her off your back? Let me tell you, if anything happens to her on her own, I’ll make you

I stopped to

nowhere, covering my mouth and nose.

phone slipped from my grasp. I struggled but it was all in vain. Then I quickly lost

of

stashed in a big wooden crate, the kind for fragite china with slits that

to get in. I saw a tall

and unkempt hair. Even with strands covering half of

is an appropriate

pair of glacier blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he

dare make

for something. Then he picked up an ave from the corner and

fear and cautiously climbed out of the crate,

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