Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 20

Dexter’s brow furrowed in a manner that suggested regret for speaking out of turn. It seemed he feared dragging Melody into a mess. “Sorry, that’s a private issue. It’s not something I can share.”

Robin didn’t push further. A cop came up and whispered something into his ear.

It must’ve been about Dexter’s lawyer arriving.

Reluctantly, Robin allowed Dexter to leave.

Dexter stood up and straightened his suit, the embodiment of composure, as if nothing in the world could ruffle his feathers.

He paused at the door, turning back to look at Robin, “I’ve told you, if you want to crack this serial killer case, stop hounding Phoebe. She’s a clever girl, smarter than you think. She only acted out to force my hand in marriage, but she didn’t mean to throw you off the scent.”

Robin remained silent while Dexter continued.

“She’s willful and I’ll give her that. Once we find her, I’ll make sure she learns her lesson. But any misdirection in your investigation is on Officer Robin, right?” Dexter queried with a loaded

gaze.

Robin tapped his fingers on the desk, still saying nothing.

I couldn’t tell what was going through Robin’s mind, but in that moment, I saw Dexter’s warning for what it was. He was actually threatening a cop.

And I knew Dexter wasn’t doing this for my sake, but for Melody’s. He was worried that Melody would get dragged into this because she was next in line for questioning.

in a vacant chair, watching Melody enter

had its perks, like watching how cold and dark a human soul could be.

personal issue between you and

Robin wasn’t born yesterday; he knew

a bit headstrong, I’m airaid. I’m sorry for any trouble she’s caused. She’s Dexter’s

almost thought I was watching a

she lie so

they’re not blood–related, right?” Robin, sensing Melody’s deflection, reminded her

Dexter is no secret to me. The day Dexter introduced me to

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told me to stay away and said if I kept

fury and spite, nearly losing control.

stood up and lunged at Melody, my hands aiming for her throat,

it was

three months ago, I don’t remember exactly when, but Phoebe and I had a falling out as Dexter brought me home. She pushed me down the stairs, and I was hospitalized with serious injuries. I was lucky

could be seen as assault. Why didn’t you

wanted to give her a chance. If I’d called the cops, she’d be facing jail time. She’s so young; I didn’t want to ruin her life. I wanted

and hitting her, but to

you are!

thoughtful, his expression

crept in; I was terrified that Robin, too, would be duped by