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.

would be one thing, but with ‘Foebe‘ tied to the murderer, diving

came over to my side, taking my hand,

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

as hell didn’t believe Colin was delusional enough. to think a soul could swap

His voice suddenly

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

Foebe as a puppet, a stand–in to avoid facing

so compliant, so relaxed recently. To him,

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a persona

he was definitely out of his mind.

be Phoebe; you can only be Phoebe… if

I soothed, my shoulder throbbing, trying to shift the focus. “When did you meet Phoebe?”

grip

pressed

an orphanage,” he answered.

staring at him in

An orphanage?

mean

Which orphanage?

I brought a hand to