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.

were password protected. One by one, I had to unlock them. Eventually, he had no

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

heart skipped a beat and

the gate, not saying a word, until we heard Neil’s voice from outside, “Irene, open

now, I wished someone could save me from this dangerous situation. But why did

a sound!” The murderer threatened as soon as he

held my breath and kept quiet.

phone rang.

away and hung up. When the noise outside died down, I finally spoke

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 you can’t, one life more or

murderous gaze made my

left? I

assets on my phone.

noticed the 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,

so engrossed in the prospect of getting a fortune that he didn’t notice the movement behind him.

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

negligent, so as he turned around, he raised the dagger and, without even looking clearly, thrust

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

the chair