Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 5

Four days before my death.

Wearing a red dress, I was shaking like a leaf in the alley.

“Act natural,” came Dexter’s voice through the earpiece.

I walked back and forth from one end of the alley to the other, but no shady characters in sight.

“Dexter, maybe the killer Isn’t Into her, eh?”

“Ha–ha, even a murderer has standards.”

The laughter of Dexter and his cronies echoed in my earpiece.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I crouched on the ground. For a moment, I was dying for a good

cry.

That night, I didn’t manage to balt the killer.

They didn’t let up on me, though.

death. I was back pacing Flare Alley at

“Phoebe, my bad. I got it mixed up. It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened.

to Tangle Lane after

time, someone was really

Anybody there… I think someone’s behind me.” I was freaking out, calling out over the earpiece. “Is anyone…”

I got was their goofing around. Nobody was listening. Something felt off, so I kept dialing

Dexter.

rest? Why don’t you just drop dead? Did you get Melody yesterday and tell her we’re engaged to get her off your back? Let me tell you, if anything happens to her on her own, I’ll make you pay with

I stopped to explain.

then hands came out of nowhere, covering

slipped from my grasp. I struggled but it was all in vain. Then

day of

wooden crate, the kind for fragite china

tried to get in. I saw a tall fours

Pale skin, long and unkempt hair. Even with strands covering half of his face, the word “stunning‘ crossed

that “stunning” is an appropriate word for a murderer,

got a pair of glacier blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he was obviously mixed–race.

I didn’t dare make a

picked

covered my mouth in fear and cautiously climbed out of

knocked me out from behind and