Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

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?

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

huffed, took the card, and left with

Dexter. His connection to Phoebe is not as simple as it seems. And

you figure it out, Robin?” another officer asked.

if your sister has a mole on her chest or a

cop gulped, shocked. “He

dig deeper!”

back with Dexter because I couldn’t bear to see

him limp away and

dragged his injured leg to an

breath quickening as

Chapter B

the one who had brought me here and

to Colin, hoping to find where my body was

the scene of the murder. Instead, he entered a decrepit dormitory and curled

was clear he lived here,

the basement where

wonder the police had been searching for so long without

“Bang!”

suddenly rammed