Chapter 8

“Dexter, that guy… he’s freaking me out: he’s staring at me.

Melody’s voice trembled as she hid behind Dexter.

I glanced back and breathed a sigh of relief; the creep wasn’t leering at me, but at Melody.

He was glaring at Melody with a rage that simmered in silence.

“His name’s Colin, from the local orphanage,” a cop spoke up for him. “Caught him once snatching someone’s sandwich. Probably not a bad egg.”

I shook my head vehemently, “No, he’s bad news, a murderer!”

The police let go of Colin.

Colin scrambled to his feet, his lanky legs making his pants ride up above his ankles.

I saw the ghastly scars on his shins. They were reminiscent of burn marks from electrocution. Despite my fear that he’d keep killing, I followed him. He stopped beside Melody, his voice gravelly. “It’s you…”

Melody looked at the man in shock, her whole body quaking.

I was equally stunned. Did Colin know Melody had deliberately lured me to him?

you have any information related to Phoebe. Sorry to disturb you so late,” the leading cop, Robin Lancaster, apologized and handed Dexter

the card, and left with

Dexter. His connection to Phoebe

out, Robin?” another

mole on her

creepy,” the younger cop gulped, shocked. “He looks

dig

back with Dexter because I couldn’t bear

followed Colin instead, watching him limp away and hoping to find my own

leg to an

breath quickening as I

Chapter B

one who had brought me here and then

close to Colin, hoping to

the scene of the murder. Instead, he entered a decrepit

was clear he lived here, in this

time without finding the basement where the

been searching for

“Bang!”

suddenly rammed open by

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