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?

Sorry to disturb you so late,” the leading cop, Robin Lancaster, apologized and handed Dexter his

card, and left with

them walk away, Robin spoke up. “Check out Dexter. His connection to Phoebe is not as simple as it seems. And also check

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

sister has a mole on her chest or a birthmark on her

gulped,

dig

couldn’t bear to see him and

limp away and hoping to find my

dragged his injured leg to an

as I scanned the

Chapter B

here and then killed me. This orphanage

to find where my

entered a decrepit dormitory and curled up in a corner

here, in

a long time without finding the basement where the murders and my death

searching for

“Bang!”

was suddenly