Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 46

“Crazy! You’re absolutely crazy!” Robin kicked Colin in a fit of rage before being pulled back by a colleague.

“Robin, now’s not the time to lose it,” the colleague said, trying to calm him down. “I don’t get why he’s so hell–bent on confessing to murder, but a lot of the timeline doesn’t even match.”

Robin took a deep breath and straightened up.

But Colin suddenly pointed at himself with a look of terror. “It was me. I did it. I killed them all. Now kill me.”

He wanted Robin to end his life.

Robin frowned, remaining silent. “Keep digging until he tells the truth.”

Even if Colin confessed to murder, he had a psychiatric evaluation and numerous alibis to counter the charge.

How could they convict him?

Brendan had the best legal team money could buy, clearly setting up a no–win situation.

Outside the interrogation room, Dexter’s cries of madness filled the air. He wanted to burst in and take Colin down himself.

I stood by the door, ignoring Dexter’s ranting.

I no longer cared, and no longer loved him.

My eyes rested on Colin, scrutinizing him.

He admitted to the killing, but why did it feel so wrong?

at the interrogation table in just a tee, his complexion ashen, looking like a walking

he was as beautiful

Colin, trying to see through him, but it was impossible.

back of Colin’s hand, those elegantly long fingers marred with burn scars. It was like a pristine porcelain vase now flawed

remembered those hands, when I was trapped in a wooden crate, he had taken an axe and stepped

trailed up to his forearm,

Something was off…

inside of Colin’s upper arm was smooth, devoid of any blemishes or scars. That

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my final moments. I had fought desperately, my nails clawing into the killer’s arm, gouging

hadn’t been long since my death; even if his wounds had healed,

be that he

gonna kill him!” Dexter was still shouting, unable to control his emotions.

turned back with a complex look at the

he barking about?

he the cause of

“Bang!”

any longer, landed a punch on Dexter.

there was

we found her… we found Phoebe…”

in, almost tripping in her

the officer’s shoulders. “What? Phoebe… where is she?”

looking

others found a cellar in the old orphanage, and Phoebe was in