Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 101

“You know who the murderer is, don’t you?” I asked, gripping Colin’s hand tighter, a wave of agitation rising in my voice. “Tell me who he is.”

Panic flickered in Colin’s eyes like a deer caught in headlights, and he turned away from me. “I don’t know.”

“You do know!” I pressed, my own frustration mounting. Why wouldn’t he just say it?

Colin kept walking ahead, evasive, refusing to reveal the identity of the murderer.

I trailed behind him, firing question after question. But no matter how much I prodded, he wouldn’t budo

I thought about calling the cops, about spilling everything to Robin and Stella, but as far as anyone was concerned, I was Foebe now, not Phoebe. My words wouldn’t carry any weight.

Besides, the little interaction I had with the murderer suggested some kind of past dealings between him and Foebe.

Without clarity, a hasty move on my part could spook the murderer, and I’d find myself entangled in dangers untold.

I rubbed my temples, feeling irritable.

Things were getting more convoluted by the minute.

Too complex for me to stay calm and think straight.

with ‘Foebe‘ tied to the murderer, diving in headfirst could

Colin suddenly came over to my side, taking my hand, his voice a soothing

Phoebe, aren’t you? You’re not

hell didn’t believe Colin was

His voice suddenly spiked, hands gripping my

he was molding me into Phoebe against my will. It wasn’t that he recognized me as Phoebe; it was more like… deep

using Foebe as a puppet, a stand–in

relaxed recently. To him, the current Foebe wasn’t

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persona he crafted.

was definitely out of his mind.

be Phoebe… if

shoulder throbbing, trying to shift the focus. “When did you

Colin’s grip loosened, his voice turned bitter.

I pressed

orphanage,”

was taken aback, staring at him

An orphanage?

he mean by that?

Which orphanage?

to my