Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 100

Chapter 100

I sucked in a breath, chilled to the bone. What task had he assigned to Foebe?

Was it about Colin?

Did Colin mistake Foebe for Phoebe? Which meant he saw Foebe as me?

Colin… the Phoebe he called out for, wasn’t Foebe with an F, but actually Phoebe?

“I know…” Clutching my phone, I eyed the man anxiously, itching to step outside and call the

cops.

This guy… he had to be the murderer.

“You’re free to go,” he said, gesturing dismissively.

I nodded and bolted.

“Don’t harbor any false hopes. He only sees you as Phoebe; don’t expect him to actually care about you.” As I reached the door, he called out a warning.

I didn’t look back, just ran, legs trembling.

I wanted to call the police, but I hesitated. What could I possibly report?

That he’s a murderer? Where’s the proof?

Would I be tipping him off if I couldn’t produce any evidence?

Why was he staying at my place anyway?

some kind

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I ran

It was Colin.

hoarse. “Why

was worried about

to Colin, desperately seeking

–

upstairs was so similar to Colin’s as if something had ravaged their throats,

you always find me?” I looked up at Colin, my voice

Colin stayed silent.

you put a tracker on

getting into trouble.” Colin averted his

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glanced back nervously, fearing the

Colin by the hand, I led him

tracker?” I

didn’t

tell me?” I frowned,

took my wrist, caressing the bracelet there. Then, he touched the pendant around my neck.

the jewelry I wear daily have tracking devices

that wasn’t all. His hand finally rested

so infuriated I trembled, realizing I was tagged from head

hurt, gripping my hand.

my spine as I hastened back with Colin

the murderer set his

murderer upstairs couldn’t possibly know I was actually Phoebe, right? He wouldn’t imagine in his wildest dreams that I had come back from the dead,

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