Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 483

For a split second, I felt the Grim Reaper glaring at me.

I may be brave, but I had never killed anyone, never witnessed such a bloody scene. The chainsaw in my hand dropped to the floor as my grip was lost in shock.

“I’ve killed three people already, and one more won’t make a difference. You’ve got guts, trying to cut me up with that chainsaw,” the murderer sneered, his eyes bloodshot. He raised his hand in a threatening gesture, trying to intimidate me.

I won’t lie, I was scared. But I couldn’t afford to be. If anything happened to me, my two kids would be done for.

“If you want money, name your price. I’ll give you anything you want, as long as you don’t hurt me,” I managed to keep my voice steady. “The police are after you, and you’ll need money to escape. I can help you get out of Eldoria, and even arrange for someone to get you out of the country. Think about it.”

My words struck a chord with the murderer. He knew he was a dead man walking if he got caught, and I was offering him money and a ticket out of the country.

Why wouldn’t he bite?

His eyes darted around as he asked, skeptical, “How can I trust you?”

“Your pocket, my phone. Give it to me, and I’ll show you my assets,” I said, maintaining eye contact.

The murderer eyed me warily for a long time before finally handing over my phone. But he didn’t let me have it directly. He asked me to unlock it with my face, then he started to check my financial information himself.

on my phone were password protected. One by one, I had to unlock

first thing I thought of when I got my phone back was to call the police. But the murderer was watching me like a hawk. I had to pretend to check my financial data first. Just as I opened the first app, the gate outside

a beat and

and I were staring at the gate, not saying a

My feelings were mixed. Right now, I wished someone could save me from this dangerous

threatened as soon as he heard Neil’s voice. His bloody knife pressed

my breath and kept

while, my phone rang. It was

up. When the noise outside died down, I finally spoke again. “He’s

He returned my phone. “Keep going. I want to see if you have the means to help

cold, murderous gaze made my heart sink even more.

left? I wasn’t

murderer some of my online assets on my phone. His eyes excitement. lit up with

slightly. The lock was secured by a password, fingerprint, and facial recognition. Usually, Norah and I would use our fingerprints. We rarely used the password, which was my birthday. Very simple, but only a few people knew

of getting a fortune that

at the sight of the blood. His eyes were practically shooting fire. He picked

very alert person and had just been negligent, so as he turned around, he raised the dagger and, without even looking clearly, thrust it toward

The murderer lost his grip on the knife. He was already injured from my earlier attack

the chair until the