Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 136

I glanced around; the crowd was thick, and so was the number of phones recording the scene.

This was bad.

“Colin, you really went overboard,” I said, a bit ticked off as I grabbed Caleb’s arm. “We’re in public, for heaven’s sake. The guy was just hogging seats. Did you really need to go all Rambo on him?”

Suddenly, I remembered my first day waking up in Foebe’s body; he was ready to throttle me just for misplacing his bracelet.

The guy… he’s a nutcase, prone to going zero to sixty in a heartbeat.

“Apologize to the man!” I urged Caleb, worried he’d end up in an asylum if he kept this up. Getting him to say sorry was the least we could do.

Caleb looked down, somewhat sheepishly, picked up the man’s phone, and clammed up.

“Give his phone back!” I wondered what on earth was going through his head.

Dealing with someone who’s off their rocker is enough to drive anyone insane.

“Sir, next stop; I’m taking you to the hospital,” I said, trying to calm the man down.

in pain, stopped his ranting and didn’t even dare ask for

looked like we were heading to the police station, whether we liked

man was harassing us

would just crush his ego in public. So I bit my tongue and said instead, “Even so, there’s

silent, offering no

the station, the

phone and let me leave,” the man, now sweating with pain, suddenly didn’t want to get

who’d been trailing behind me

return the phone to the man but handed it to the cops instead. “He’s been

aback, ordering the man to unlock his phone. He refused.

Chapter 136

why he kept eyeing the

taking upskirt photos of the girl, claiming a trio of seats to

opened the gallery, they found over a

one look, screamed in horror, clutched at her dress, and gave the man a

feeling guilty. I had

kept his

kept up a stream of hero–worship toward Caleb all the way to the police station, but he didn’t respond