Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 118

I peered anxiously out the car window, my gaze fixated on the direction of my home..

The upside to these old–style apartment buildings is their open walkways on each floor, allowing a clear view of anyone coming or going.

I had Caleb stay put in the car while I skulked in a corner, keeping a vigilant watch over the entrance. After what felt like an eternity, I finally spotted the figure in a raincoat emerging from my place and descending the stairs.

I stealthily trailed behind.

“Robin, I’ve spotted the murderer, and he’s about to strike again.” I sent a voice message to Robin, urging him to follow.

If we could catch this person in the act, we’d have the evidence we needed. Then Robin and Stella would have to believe me.

Rain poured down, growing heavier by the minute, as the sky darkened.

I followed the suspicious person, not knowing how long I had been on his trail. He was cautious. glancing back.multiple times, but luckily I managed to hide each time.

Eventually, he stopped in front of an apartment complex, holding a photograph, scanning the

area.

I knew he had set his sights on a new victim, someone inside this building.

Sure enough, a luxury car pulled up, and a woman in a red dress, umbrella in hand, stepped out and entered the building. The hallway was silent except for the click–clack of her high heels.

shook as I recorded the scene on my phone.

rain–coated murderer seized the moment, propping the door open with his hand and

to Robin. This had to count

police arrived, I dashed forward and started pounding on the door.

from within.

murderer have already committed the deed?

it’s

for the third time, Robin

door and pinning the person in the raincoat

woman let out a shriek. “Who the hell are you people? Are you insane?”

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10:51

other officers

at the doorway as the raincoat slipped away.

been duped.

sent someone out

was a setup.

he know I was

this? Why are you assaulting my husband?” the woman

out of your minds? This

on?” Robin snapped, visibly upset. “Don’t you know we’re swamped?”

at the threshold, unsure of how to explain. “It’s not… it’s not

in the raincoat. “Why did you come out of Phoebe