Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 18

Robin couldn’t hear me, but I knew he wanted to crack the case fast to prevent any more women from getting hurt.

Maybe it was a cop’s intuition, but right now, it seemed like Robin was the only one who believed something had happened to me.

“You guys have to investigate so many people and so many cases. That must be exhausting. huh?” I muttered to myself, probably because I was truly desperate.

“Robin! Here’s everything on Phoebe. Her phone is pretty banged up, sent it off to tech for recovery. Might take a while. Data from Phoebe’s phone will be recovered and exported once it’s fixed.

“I cringed internally. That meant they could see everything–my browsing history and my diary

notes.

Robin had me thoroughly investigated.

To be honest, I was curious about the type of person I would be in someone else’s

investigation.

Robin glanced over my file, noting how I had watched my parents die in a car crash at eighteen. The first photo in the file was from the accident scene.

I instinctively shut my eyes, not daring to remember.

“The Fitzgeralds took Phoebe in. You’d think they had a good relationship, but the way Dexter talks about her, you’d think they were enemies,” a young officer muttered under his breath.

Robin stayed quiet, studying my file intently.

they could find all my artwork. They’d find my top grades, my campus

she’d be on a plane heading off to study

of pain hitting my chest. Yeah, if I hadn’t died,

now.

forget a figure like hers. Mentioned she hooked up with Dexter there about two months ago.” An

I couldn’t stop myself hearing

entourage left early.

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Chapter 18

under his breath. “A bunch

to believe me

expected a stranger, someone I’d only

could feel Robin’s anger. It seemed

to the police

issued quickly; after all, the serial killings in Sea City had cast a dark shadow

in for questioning; even Kyle, bruised and battered, was dragged from the hospital

you see I’m the victim here? Why aren’t you

kills you,” Robin warned him coldly, then pressed on. “You’re suspected of sexual assault and harassment, so cut the

Kyle by the collar and hauled him into

Robin’s hands was my diary.

diary. Afraid I’d forget how these people hurt me, I was

mirror. Touching her was doing her a favor,” Kyle blurted out. The guy was not the sharpest tool

Robin wasn’t having any of it, and he marked down Kyle’s

relief. This way,