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.”

to see Robin.

killing. We couldn’t drag this out any longer; even without hard evidence, we could

sure if he had

me with concern, gently cradling my face. “Phoebe…

lightly. “Just get to the car,

his head

and then

Dexter, his face and clothes smeared

tried to appear

and suddenly reached out as

away, glaring at him with pure loathing

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a moment, rooted

internally; my reaction was too much like the way I

expressions, and details…

for a long while as if trying

clenched tightly. “Are you

as soon as Robin appeared,

sigh of relief; no sane person would ever figure out

Caleb hadn’t really figured it out.