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.

days before my death. I was back pacing Flare Alley at night. Still no

days before it all went down, Melody caught up with me, “Phoebe, my bad. I got it mixed up. It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle Lane where the stalking happened. Dexter said to head there after

it and went to Tangle Lane after my

was really on

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

their goofing around. Nobody was listening.

Dexter.

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 your life!”

I stopped

of nowhere, covering my

phone slipped from my grasp. I struggled but it was all in vain. Then I quickly lost consciousness.

day of the

I found myself stashed in a big wooden crate, the kind for fragite china with slits that let

in. I saw a tall

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

appropriate word for a

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

I didn’t dare make a

Then he picked up

covered my mouth in fear and cautiously climbed out of the crate,

didn’t get far before someone knocked me out from behind and hit me to