Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 24

At the corner cafe.

Robin probably never expected Stella to comer him into a meeting like this, so when he arrived. his face was a storm cloud

“I get that you want to find your friend, but this is not the way to do it!” Robin frowned, his tone carried reprimand.

“And what way is right, huh? Wait for you cops to crack the case? It’s been ages! If she’s waiting for someone to save her, can you imagine how hopeless she must feel?” Stella’s voice cracked with desperation as she confronted Robin.

Robin’s face darkened, his fingers massaging his temples, “I understand you’re worried…”

“You don’t get it! Stella cut him off sharply.

Robin fell silent. He looked at Stella and said nothing more.

“If I hadn’t called it in to report that Phoebe was missing, no one would have called the police and you wouldn’t have opened a case. She’s got no parents left, nothing! She only has me! If I don’t do something, she’ll just… vanish.” Stella’s eyes were reddened with tears, while her fists. clenched with a fierce resolve.

I knew how much she’s hurting and how broken she must be. Because her body was shaking.

“Stella, please, don’t do anything rash…” All I could do was beg Stella not to be there on a whim. She should just forget me and live her life well.

But Stella seemed determined to find me.

“Don’t agree to this, Robin, please don’t!” I cry out, pleading with Robin not to give in.

sorry, I don’t know you, and I don’t know Phoebe… but from what I’ve heard

right do they have to speak badly of Phoebe? They’ve been the ones hurting her all along! Dexter is a rapist! Aren’t you a

control. She pushed and shoved Robin, crying

he was

When she frantically pushed Robin, I ached to hold

her, and she couldn’t save

that the truth is what the majority says. Phoebe isn’t

Chapter 24

it to you.” Stella suddenly went quiet. Maybe she had done venting. Her silence was more terrifying than her

planning to

dress and

two days or more… Eventually, I’ll draw out the madman. Stella’s hands were white–knuckled, and even

kind of friend makes you risk your life?” Robin, agitated, lighted up a

smoking area.

“You want to know Phoebe? Come with me… I’ll

was.”

Robin followed

and I

of our class.” Stella drove Rocin to Constantia Estate, where I was born

knew where my family hid the spare key; it was our sanctuary when we were in

was beautiful, the perennial school belle.” Stella retrieved a key from

room of me at a ballet performance. It was captured in

white dance costume, like a swan taking flight.