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.

body, no one would

“Robin, Colin’s medical report is in… There are scars from electrocution, all old wounds. Clearly, he’s been abused for a long time since

furrowed as he took the report and glanced

photo in the report: the scars from electrocution, burn marks, and the savage wounds

covered in scars except for his face. Maybe some sicko at the orphanage did something because he is good–looking and a bit slow.”

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“These sick

case isn’t related to him, and he has a

policewoman understood Robin’s intent; they were going to

aggressive due to his mental disease. If he hurts someone

shouted at Robin. Why released him just because he’s mentally ill? Did that

He’s a murderer!

he’s still a murderer! That’s not an excuse for hist crimes. He had killed so many

lose control and harm someone before he

“No, nothing

to the old orphanage and provoked him first,” Robin defended

didn’t think Colin had done anything

the interrogation room in frustration, feeling powerless.

free right

the police station.

the coldness when I

a bone–chilling

was released. He was shivering slightly in the cold

weather had turned; the difference between day and night was stark. Colin was only wearing a worn hoodie, ill–fitting pants, and tattered