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 of provocation?

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building, I ran smack into someone’s arms.

It was Colin.

hoarse. “Why do you always run

worried about me.

to Colin, desperately seeking a sliver of

–

to Colin’s as if something had ravaged their throats, making them both sound rough

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

Colin stayed silent.

tracker on

you getting into trouble.”

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nervously, fearing the murderer

Colin by the hand, I

the tracker?” I

didn’t

to tell me?” I frowned,

there. Then, he touched the pendant around my neck.

the jewelry I wear daily

hand finally rested

infuriated I trembled, realizing I was tagged from head

looked hurt, gripping my hand.

I urged, a chill creeping down my spine as I

murderer set his sights on

wouldn’t imagine in his wildest dreams that

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