Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 89

I kept a vigilant eye on our surroundings as I pulled Stella closer to me.

I

“Is someone there?” Stella whispered, peering into the box with me.

I shook my head, my gaze fixed on a shadowy figure not far down the alley.

Sensing our attention, the figure swiftly darted away.

I glanced up at Colin, who still had a fierce gleam in his eyes. Standing in the dim alley, he looked like Satan himself, just crawled out from the depths of hell.

Tentatively, I called out, “Colin?”

He turned to look at me, and I could practically see the anger in his eyes dissolve into a clear, innocent bewilderment. “Phoebe, I feel so lightheaded.”

Then, suddenly, his nearly six–foot–three frame collapsed onto me.

I had no time to protest; I could only let him lean on me.

*He looks all skinny, but boy, he’s heavy,” Stella grumbled, helping me support Colin as we dragged him toward the curb.

It seemed like he had passed out, all his weight bearing down on me.

under my breath, “Why

managed to stuff Colin

the Langley family estate,” I murmured, deciding Stella should come

1. me.

about Colin and nodded in agreement.

me, his forehead burning up; he seemed to be

his forehead and sighed.

murderer or an accomplice to some twisted murderer,

psy… Colin really married?” Stella asked quietly. “Is he

to her head in a circular motion, suggesting something was off with Colin’s mind. “Although he’s quite handsome,

question almost choked me. That was Stella for

a long story,” I said, rubbing my forehead.

Chapter 89

I woke up one day, was forced into a

for whether he’s

has his moments of madness,” I said,

looks. I was thinking how

actually–a prodigy.” I found myself defending Colin. “He was in college by his teens, in the gifted program.

in shock, pointing at Colin. “Him?”

my arms, burrowing into me, and I quickly patted

I didn’t catch the slight smile playing at the corners of his

in disbelief. “You can’t tell