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?

Fitzgerald, please contact us as soon as you have any information related to Phoebe. Sorry to

huffed, took the card, and

away, Robin spoke up. “Check out Dexter. His connection to Phoebe is

it out, Robin?” another officer

know if your sister has a mole on her chest or a birthmark

the younger cop gulped, shocked. “He looks so…

let’s dig deeper!”

didn’t go back with Dexter because I couldn’t bear to

him limp away and hoping

leg to an abandoned orphanage and

followed, my breath quickening as I

Chapter B

He was the one who had brought me here and then killed me. This orphanage

to Colin, hoping to find

he entered a decrepit dormitory and curled up in a corner of a cluttered

lived here, in this run–down

a long time without finding the

wonder the police had been searching for so long without any

“Bang!”

was suddenly rammed