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.

the important apps on my phone were password protected. One by one, I had to unlock them. Eventually, he had no choice but to hand me

call the police. But the murderer was watching me like a hawk. I had to pretend to check my

a beat and then started pounding.

murderer and I were staring at the gate,

again? My feelings were mixed. Right now, I wished someone could save me from this dangerous situation. But why did it have to

he heard Neil’s voice. His bloody knife pressed against my waist.

breath and

phone rang. It

down, I finally spoke again. “He’s

relax a bit. He returned my phone. “Keep going. I want to see if you have the means to help me. If you can, I won’t kill you. But if

my heart sink

left? I wasn’t sure.

on my phone.

gate handle move 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

in the prospect of getting a fortune

walk into the yard. His face turned pale at the sight of the

He was a very alert person and had just been negligent, so as he turned around, he raised the dagger and, without even looking clearly,

quick. He hit the murderer with the chair before the knife could reach him. The murderer lost his grip on the

with the chair until the murderer