Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 36

“Officer Robin, you think this is where it all started?” his partner queried with a raised brow.

Robin nodded without a word.

Colin’s eyes were glued to a particular door; he turned and began searching the room.

The old orphanage was gigantic, abandoned for many years, and although the police had scoped it out before, they’d never found anything of substance.

Colin picked up a stick and prodded through the debris.

I trailed behind Robin, my nerves on edge.

Was the truth about to surface? The long arm of the law misses nothing; if the cops were diligent, they’d find the original crime scene for sure.

Dexter’s complexion was ashen, and he followed the police, silent as the grave.

“Dexter…” Hank’s voice quivered, choked with words he hesitated to speak.

“Spit it out,” Dexter snapped, eyes narrowing in warning.

“I… in my garage, there’s a surveillance gear… I checked it yesterday, and there’s an audio file from the night of the 15th,” Hank stammered, legs trembling.

He had been wrestling with whether to disclose this information.

Seeing Dexter ditch his own wedding plans today to look for me had thrown Hank into panic.

It was clear as day: Hank was scared out of his wits, terrified the cops would knock on his door

next.

“I’m sorry… I swear I didn’t know. I was clueless…” Hank thrust a USB drive into Dexter’s hand

retreated in a

cloud, and he turned to look at

orphanage, everyone holding their breath. Even the police dogs were

15th?” Robin murmured, plugging the

where are you?

dark. Can’t

this time, can I

have paid off my debt to you?

please, just say

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a chilling monologue of my terrified whispers in the alley, begging for Dexter to

ghostly pale, his breath shaky.

with fury as she glared at Dexter. “You’re a complete bastard! You let Phoebe go to

didn’t,” he protested weakly,

tears. You see, Dexter, it’s

I’m scared… I want

go, but as I turned to leave,

“Mmm… help… help…”

“Dexter…”

“Save me…”

and clamped

voice fading, the chaos in the recording dissolving into

edge, including

that recording; I had been killed.

his eyes welling with tears. He spun around to confront

find this recording, damn it, tell

was petrified, his legs weak. “Yesterday… It was yesterday…”

the damn truth!” Dexter roared like a wild animal at Hank.

asking about the 15th, when they said Phoebe was on Tangle Lane, I checked it.