Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 3

That day, I literally passed out from the pain.

Six days before my death, it was already daylight when I jolted awake.-

The sun was shining brightly after the rain. I struggled to get up from the ground and found the bloodstains between my legs dried up.

“Dexter, I’m so freaked out. What do I do?” It was Melody’s sobbing in the living room. She was shivering non–stop, saying she was on the killer’s radar. She was scared to die.

“Dexter, we checked the security footage and Melody’s definitely been marked. Should we call the cops?” a voice came by.

“No… Dexter, don’t call the police. The killer is brutal and only targets young women. The cops have found six bodies already but haven’t caught him. If we push him into a corner…” Melody shook her head in fear, refusing to call the police.

“Melody, don’t be scared,” Dexter embraced her and soothed her softly. He knew how to act gentle; it’s just that he’s never spared me an ounce of it.

I stood there, feeling awkward and stiff, caught between a rock and a hard place.

“Melody, what were you wearing when you walked through Flare Alley yesterday?” Dexter’s good buddy Chandler threw out a question.

“A red dress,” Melody replied, glancing at me. “Phoebe…”

I didn’t say anything, looked away, and my legs trembled as I walked towards the kitchen to get something to eat.

“Dexter, I have an idea to lure out that killer, and once we catch him, we can call the cops. This way, we can prevent any mistakes and keep Melody safe,” Chandler said, looking at Dexter.

Dexter nodded, “Let’s hear it.”

Alley at midnight to draw the guy out. We’ll have cameras all around and keep an eye out; nothing will go wrong.“, Chandler suggested, looking

kind of half–baked plan is that? Are

fell on me again, and she spoke softly. “Phoebe, you look pale.

you and you’re still worried about her?” Dexter hugged Melody tighter and looked

coffee, hung in the air. The

She’s perfect! She almost killed Melody; she owes Melody, so let

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amends!”

and Melody look alike. Just send her!” his friends abetted.

I looked at Dexter and hoped to hear a refusal

way I could go to such a secluded place in the middle of the

at me with an icy gaze. After a long silence, he said, “You owe Melody, and you need to pay

that

and the mug full of hot coffee slipped from my grasp, spilling

but

to warm

she got his

refused. I couldn’t gamble with my life.

eyes reddened. “Phoebe didn’t mean to push me

her!” Dexter suddenly burst

Melody was

up and stormed

my head in fear,