Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 8

“Dexter, that guy… he’s freaking me out: he’s staring at me.

Melody’s voice trembled as she hid behind Dexter.

I glanced back and breathed a sigh of relief; the creep wasn’t leering at me, but at Melody.

He was glaring at Melody with a rage that simmered in silence.

“His name’s Colin, from the local orphanage,” a cop spoke up for him. “Caught him once snatching someone’s sandwich. Probably not a bad egg.”

I shook my head vehemently, “No, he’s bad news, a murderer!”

The police let go of Colin.

Colin scrambled to his feet, his lanky legs making his pants ride up above his ankles.

I saw the ghastly scars on his shins. They were reminiscent of burn marks from electrocution. Despite my fear that he’d keep killing, I followed him. He stopped beside Melody, his voice gravelly. “It’s you…”

Melody looked at the man in shock, her whole body quaking.

I was equally stunned. Did Colin know Melody had deliberately lured me to him?

Sorry to disturb you so late,” the leading

took the card,

Dexter. His connection to Phoebe is

it out, Robin?” another officer asked.

a mole on her chest or

cop gulped, shocked. “He looks

dig deeper!”

because I couldn’t bear to see

him limp away and hoping to find

dragged his injured leg to an abandoned orphanage

followed, my breath quickening as

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where I’d met my end! He was the one who had brought me here and then killed me.

Colin, hoping to find

he entered a decrepit dormitory and curled up in a corner of

was clear he lived here, in

orphanage for a long time without finding the basement where the murders

police had been searching for

“Bang!”

suddenly rammed open

stepped out to eye those uninvited