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.

was back pacing Flare Alley at night. Still no

It wasn’t Flare Alley but Tangle

fell for it and went to

was really on my

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

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

Dexter.

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

with fear, I stopped to

nowhere, covering

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

of the

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

saw a tall fours in a

long and unkempt hair. Even with strands covering half of his face, the

is an appropriate

blue eyes, With chiseled features and ghostly skin, he was obviously mixed–race. And he reeked

dare make

for something. Then he picked

in fear and cautiously climbed

get far before someone knocked me out from behind and hit

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