Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 116

I felt a shiver of fear at the thought of being seen through by Dexter, and I couldn’t wait to get Caleb out of there.

“Phoebe Caldwell…” he suddenly called out.

He called me Phoebe Caldwell.

My steps faltered unconsciously, and I took a deep breath without turning back.

Robin furrowed his brows, watching Dexter call me Phoebe Caldwell, thinking the man had lost

his marbles.

“Phoebe…” Dexter’s voice cracked with a sudden surge of emotion as he scrambled to his feet and grabbed my wrist. “Phoebe? You’re Phoebe Caldwell, aren’t you?”

I frowned in disgust, looking at him with disdain as I forcefully slapped his hand away. “Mr. Fitzgerald, have you completely lost your mind?”

He stood there, stunned, saying nothing.

Caleb’s eyes flashed a warning at Dexter as he took my hand and led me away.

From the moment we left the negotiation room, my legs felt like jelly. I was terrified that he would recognize me. I was afraid he would discover that I was actually Phoebe.

“Colin… go to the car,” I said weakly to Caleb. “Go to the car.”

needed to

murderer was still out there, killing. We couldn’t drag this out any longer; even without hard evidence, we could at least put the

sure if

concern, gently cradling my

lightly. “Just get to

head hung low in disappointment.

watched him go and

face and clothes smeared

tried to

me and suddenly reached out as if to touch

hand away, glaring at him with pure loathing

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aback for a moment, rooted to the

was too much like the way I used to resist

expressions, and details…

long while as if trying to see right

remained scowling, my hands clenched

as soon as Robin appeared,

relief; no sane person would ever figure out that

hadn’t really figured