Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 144

Colin said Stella was one of the innocent ones.

That meant Colin had an inkling of who the real murderer was–one who didn’t kill the innocent. The bedroom door swung open, revealing a void of emptiness.

Not a soul in sight.

I scoured every room in the house, but it was as if the world had swallowed everyone whole.

“Bang!”

The bedroom erupted with noise once more, this time from the depths of the closet.

Exchanging a glance with Robin, we dashed over and flung open the closet door.

Stella was bound and gagged, a makeshift prison of hanging clothes and darkness.

Thankfully, her life wasn’t in danger; she was just a bit dehydrated.

“Stella!” Robin unwrapped her bindings and yanked the cloth from her mouth.

“That bastard… he’s warning us…” Stella’s voice was tinged with shock and panic before she slumped into Robin’s arms.

to the hospital!” Robin hoisted her

follow, but suddenly, a chill raced up my spine. I whipped

pierced the

taken when

noticing

walked in, lights

covered my eyes, his

body refusing to move,

called his colleagues, telling them

it’s dripping blood,” I whispered, trembling.

my eyes, the coppery scent

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photo was freshly painted with blood,

nearby,” Colin’s voice

mind that brilliant would be lurking in the shadows, basking in his own twisted masterpiece…” Colin kicked open the bathroom door, barely

the couch, telling me to watch over her,

got a mind for math, for medicine…” Colin muttered to himself, then turned his gaze to

cabinet, it shouldn’t fit an adult.

He had brought a crew with him, looking more like movers

to back off, not to let anyone in, that they’d contaminate the scene. But Dexter’s animosity towards Colin was palpable. “This