Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 21

Slumped in the interrogation chair, I watched Robin meticulously sort through his notes with a feeling of defeat.

“It’s not true…” My voice was hoarse as I tried to explain, clinging to the last shreds of hope that seemed ready to dissolve into nothing.

I desperately wanted the police to see the real Melody, to clear my name, so that I could rest easy even in death.

But now, it seemed the truth would forever remain hidden. And my body would likely never be found.

*Officer Robin, she’s a con artist, a liar,” I murmured, my voice rough with desperation.

Why wouldn’t they believe me?

Why did no one want to believe me?

Why did everyone choose to believe Melody’s words?

“Robin, we’ve talked to a lot of folks, all who knew Phoebe, and not a single one had a good word to say about her. Seems this lady was really not well–liked,” a young cop entered the room, clearly siding with Melody. “But Melody, she seems kind–hearted. She didn’t report or press charges even after nearly dying from being pushed down the stairs. She even gave her a chance.”

Robin was still sorting through the paperwork, his pen pausing for a moment, “What we hear, what we see, it isn’t always the truth.”

“So what is the truth?” Cory asked, puzzled.

“Evidence.” Robin pointed to the paperwork. “I only trust evidence.”

Human nature could be so fickle; only evidence was conclusive.

I looked at Robin, feeling increasingly hopeless.

no one would believe

is in… There are scars

took the report

could see the photo in the report: the scars from electrocution, burn marks, and the savage wounds from a whip that had healed over time were crisscrossing his body.

lunatic. He’s covered in scars except for his face. Maybe some sicko at

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“These sick bastards.”

didn’t say a word, just looked at the medical report in silence for a while before speaking. “This case isn’t related to him, and he has a history of mental illness, so he’s not

understood Robin’s intent; they were going

to his mental disease. If he hurts someone out

a murderer! He’s a murderer!” I shouted at Robin. Why released him just because he’s mentally ill? Did that mean he could kill without facing the law?

He’s a murderer!

murderer! That’s not an excuse for hist crimes. He had killed so many innocent women.

someone before he attacked Kyle?” Robin asked.

shook his head. “No, nothing

themselves to the old orphanage and provoked him first,”

didn’t think Colin had done

room in frustration, feeling powerless.

letting a murderer walk free right before his eyes. Because of his

the police station.

feel the coldness when I stood in the wind.

was a bone–chilling sensation.

shivering slightly in the cold air, clearly affected

between day and night was stark. Colin was only wearing a