Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 115

I slumped back in my chair, watching Dexter with the same detached amusement one might observe a play.

Hadn’t he always sided with Melody over me? Now that the evidence was right in front of his face, I was curious to see what kind of excuses he could possibly conjure up.

As the recording ended, the discomfort was palpable, etched on everyone’s faces.

Robin leaned back, his fingers fidgeting incessantly with a lighter, despite the fact that the conference room was a strict no–smoking zone.

“A life’s been lost, Robin said in a deep, somber tone.

Dexter remained silent. His face betrayed no emotion, yet the tension around him seemed to thicken with every passing second.

knew him well enough to recognize the anger brewing within him–the dangerous kind.

“Dexter, it was you and Melody who killed her. You’re the murderer, both of you,” Stella said, her voice tinged with a weariness that suggested she didn’t even have the energy to argue

anymore.

Dexter’s steely gaze slowly turned towards Robin. “So, what exactly are you implying by bringing this lunatic in? Isn’t he the murderer?”

The spotlight was suddenly on Caleb.

to laugh, though a stabbing pain in my chest reminded me of

fixed Dexter with a look of disgust. “You’re

murderer isn’t necessarily him,” Robin interjected, his voice heavy with implication, clearly having already dismissed half

had been silent the

so focused on observing Dexter’s oppressive mood that I failed to notice Caleb beside me, his own anger simmering to

his fists raining down on Dexter’s face in a frenzy, as if

stunned, then rushed over to pull Caleb away. “Stop,

turned to me, Dexter’s blood smeared across his

released my grip on Caleb. “Even if you kill him,

Phoebe come back?”

sat slumped against the wall, his face a mess of blood, laughing like a madman without even trying to defend himself.

his mind. It seemed he was even

on then,” Dexter taunted Caleb. “Hit mel”

he

raised his

watch. “That’s enough. This is a police

stopped it from the get–go, but he chose not to. Above the rules, there

some sense to him. I wondered if he’d ever

1. me.

die…” Stella’s voice shook as she spoke. “You

that, Stella turned and