Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 5

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.

Flare Alley at night. Still no

Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened. Dexter

fell for it and went to Tangle Lane after

time, someone was really

Anybody there… I think someone’s behind me.” I was freaking out,

around. Nobody was listening. Something felt off,

Dexter.

he snapped at me. “Phoebe, will you ever give it a 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

with fear, I stopped to explain.

nowhere, covering my

from my grasp. I struggled but it was

day of

greggily came to, I found myself stashed in a big wooden crate, the kind for fragite china with slits that let me see outside.

I saw a

face. Pale skin, long and unkempt hair. Even with strands

an appropriate

he got a pair of glacier blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he was

dare make a

picked up an ave

fear and cautiously climbed out of the crate,

get far before someone knocked me out from behind and

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