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.

his wrist in pain, stopped his ranting and

we were heading to the police station, whether we liked it or not.

wrong. That man was harassing us first. He was just stepping in to help,” the

would just crush his ego in public.

offering

reached the station, the cops

phone and let me leave,” the man, now sweating with pain, suddenly didn’t want to get the police involved anymore. He just wanted his

man suspiciously, then glanced at Caleb, who’d been

handed it to the cops instead. “He’s been

man to unlock his phone. He

Chapter 136

seats, why he kept eyeing the girl in the floral spaghetti strap dress.

of the girl, claiming a trio of seats to avoid getting

when they opened the gallery, they found over a thousand photos–all secretly taken on the subway, shots up skirts, of

in horror, clutched at her dress,

feeling guilty. I had

kept his

the way to the police station, but he didn’t respond to her chatter.