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.

Robin hoisted her up and bolted for the door.

chill raced up my spine. I whipped

pierced

been replaced… replaced with a photo of me, taken when the

halted, finally noticing the

with the bedroom when they first walked in, lights flooding the dark, to notice the

his

body refusing

quickly called his colleagues, telling them to secure the

it’s dripping blood,” I whispered,

hands over my eyes, the coppery scent of blood

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photo was freshly painted with

nearby,” Colin’s voice was hoarse as he surveyed every corner of

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

telling me to watch over her, and followed Colin in their frantic

math, for medicine…”

it shouldn’t fit an adult. But Colin moved toward it nonetheless.

with irritation, filled the doorway. He had brought a crew with him, looking more

that they’d contaminate the scene. But Dexter’s animosity towards Colin was palpable. “This is Phoebe’s place, my fiancée, and this house is in my name now. The ones who should leave are you!”