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.

hoisted

to follow, but suddenly, a chill raced up my spine. I whipped around, facing the

scream pierced the air.

beautiful ballet photo had been replaced… replaced with a photo of me, taken

noticing the

they first walked in, lights flooding the dark, to notice the photo had already been tampered with.

his voice quivering. “Let’s go.”

body refusing to move, as

colleagues, telling them to secure

it’s dripping blood,” I

hands over my eyes, the coppery

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red dress in the photo was

blood hasn’t clotted; the murderer is still nearby,” Colin’s voice was hoarse

when we’d see this photo, A mind that brilliant would be lurking in the shadows, basking in

on the couch, telling me to watch over her, and followed Colin in their frantic search.

signs. He’s got a mind for math, for medicine…” Colin muttered to himself, then turned his

shoe cabinet, it shouldn’t fit an adult. But Colin moved

He had

off, not to let anyone in, that they’d contaminate the scene. But Dexter’s animosity towards Colin was palpable. “This is Phoebe’s place, my fiancée, and

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