Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Hailey’s knees buckled, and she nearly collapsed right there on the spot.

I rushed forward to catch her, but she shoved me away.

Melody wrapped her arm around Hailey, leading her to a nearby bench to sit down.

“Hailey, Dexter only went because he wanted to avenge Phoebe,” Melody choked out, placing the blame squarely on Phoebe’s shoulders.

Even in death, they couldn’t resist dragging my name through the mud.

“It’s my fault…” Hailey’s voice was a hoarse whisper, her face ashen.

I wanted to step forward, but then she spoke again. “I should never have brought Phoebe into our home.”

I stood there, rigid, as the realization hit me–Hailey regretted bringing me into the Fitzgerald family.

Even having died once and feeling numb to the core, her words stung deep.

Suddenly, Colin wrapped his arms around me from behind, his chin resting atop my head as he whispered, “Phoebe, I’ll give you a home.”

He was trying so hard to give Phoebe a home, to rebuild that sense of family she once had.

I stiffened for a moment, then looked up at Colin.

He said he’d give me a home….

“Dexter was hurt because of me, and so was Phoebe,” Hailey continued, her voice trembling.

Melody, tears streaming down her face, clutched Hailey’s hand. “Hailey, Dexter will wake up. And if

if anything happens to him, I’ll go with him. I love him; I’d lay down my life for him.”

Melody sure knew how to make herself look like a saint.

Stella rolled her eyes from where she stood. “What a load of bull.“.

Melody shot Stella an angry glance. “Hailey, just because Foebe’s husband was mentally ill doesn’t mean she should keep dodging the law.”

I frowned at Melody’s words, thinking how low she could stoop. “You think that just because they’ve got one murderer, nobody can touch you? As far as I know, there’s more than one murderer out there–at least three. And just because one’s caught doesn’t mean you’re safe from the others.”

Melody’s face blanched, and she edged closer to Hailey in a nervous shuffle.

Moraver.

Hailey, with all her focus on Dexter, clasped her hands together in a silent

Praying that Dexter would make it through.

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I patted Colin on the head. “Let’s go sit down for a while.” Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Colin nodded, obediently following me to a quieter corner.

“We’ll catch all the murderers this time. Robin’s onto something, and we’ve found some valuable clues on the body,” Stella whispered to me, signaling for me to stay calm.

Catching Dorian could lead us to the rest of them.

I nodded, silently hoping Robin could coax the whereabouts of the other murderers from Dorian’s lips.

Colin sat beside me, head bowed, eyes fixed on the ground. He seemed to be deep in thought, his mind tirelessly working through something.

Suddenly, Colin looked up at me, his voice tense. “Robin… the people behind this won’t be caught so easily. This time, their target is Robin.”

Robin was clever, nibbling away at the perpetrators‘ cake–getting closer to the truth.

Someone didn’t want the truth revealed, the murderers exposed, so they had to eliminate the threat Robin posed.

“The timing… it’s the police station,” Colin’s voice tightened. “Call Robin now.”

Trouble was brewing; a maniac was planning a murder within the walls of the precinct.

“At the police station? That’s impossible.” I stared at Colin, shocked. Who were we dealing with–man or monster?

“I’ll call Robin,” Stella said as if she completely trusted Colin’s intuition. She quickly got to her feet and dialed Robin’s number.

But there was no answer.

Robin must have been in an interrogation without his phone.

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I patted Colin on the head. “Let’s go sit down for a while.”

Coun nodded, obediently following me to a quieter corner.

“We’ll catch all the murderers this time. Robin’s onto something, and we’ve found some valuable clues on the body.” Stella whispered to me, signaling for me to stay calm.

Catching Dorian could lead us to the rest of them.

I nodded, silently hoping Robin could coax the whereabouts of the other murderers from Dorian’s lips.

Colin sat beside me, head bowed, eyes fixed on the ground. He seemed to be deep in thought, his mind tirelessly working through something.

Suddenly, Colin looked up at me, his voice tense. “Robin… the people behind this won’t be caught so easily. This time, their target is Robin.”

Robin was clever, nibbling away at the perpetrators‘ cake–getting closer to the truth.

Someone didn’t want the truth revealed, the murderers exposed, so they had to eliminate the threat Robin posed.

“The timing… it’s the police station,” Colin’s voice tightened. “Call Robin now.”

Trouble was brewing: a maniac was planning a murder within the walls of the precinct..

“At the police station? That’s impossible.” I stared at Colin, shocked. Who were we dealing. with–man or monster?

“I’ll call Robin,” Stella said as if she completely trusted Colin’s intuition. She quickly got to her feet and dialed Robin’s number.

But there was no answer.

Robin must have been in an interrogation without his phone.