Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 133

Chapter 133

Melody glared at me with a venomous intensity, a silent threat hanging in the tension between

  1. us.

“Make my life hell, and I’ll drag you down with me,” her eyes seemed to say.

Her confidence in tarnishing my name and linking me to a murderer made me waver a bit.

I knew all too well that Foebe, the woman whose life I had inexplicably stepped into, had some shady dealings with the murderer.

And there I was, stuck in Foebe’s shoes.

“If that’s the case, I’m gonna need you both to stay put here in Sea City for the time being,” Robin said, glancing at me as he prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he paused. “You claim to be best friends with Phoebe. Did you know about that close call she had at the Nocturne bar, where some creep nearly took advantage of her?”

Robin was fishing for something, I could tell.

Nocturne. It was pouring that night, and she was all panicky when she told me about it. I even warned her–said it wasn’t safe to go

tensed up, guilt written

hung his head low, fists clenched

want to

was determined

only to find Dexter sober as a judge. It was all a sick bet with his cronies

they mocked me.

minutes, twenty, whatever. They jeered and used every

wasted, braving the thunder and lightning, facing my

Dexter shuddered, backing away as if pleading for me to shut up.

of driving in the rain since her folks died in a crash on a

wouldn’t stop; I just had

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Chapter 133

wits, crying over the phone, she was afraid for you, Dexter. And she still went! And what did she get? You let Kyle molest her! You watched your pack of fair–weather friends whoop and holler as they stripped her

Dexter’s breaths came in ragged gasps, on the brink of

been too graphic, striking a

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