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.

but with ‘Foebe‘ tied to the murderer,

go home.” Colin suddenly came over to my side, taking my hand, his voice

I jerked my hand away. “You’re calling for Phoebe, aren’t you? You’re not

And I sure as hell didn’t believe Colin was delusional enough. to think a

Phoebe!” His voice suddenly spiked, hands gripping my

as if he was molding me into Phoebe against my will. It wasn’t that he

was using Foebe as a puppet, a

been so compliant, so relaxed recently. To him, the current

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but a persona

was definitely out

only be Phoebe… if you’re

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

Colin’s grip

pressed on.

an orphanage,” he

was taken aback, staring at

An orphanage?

did he mean by that?

Which orphanage?

to my temple, the