Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 150

Melody was hanging by a thread, quite literally. Whether the rope was cut or burned, when she fell, it would be her end.

Dexter was freaking out. “What the hell are you cops good for? Do something, damn it! You promised to keep her safe!”

I couldn’t help but snort. Now he’s desperate.

“You’ve seen how smart the perp is. We’re cops, not wizards. Give us a minute,” Robin snapped at Dexter, clearly annoyed by his clamor.

Robin was sweating bullets as he eyed the intricate setup of ropes.

“This guy’s a bloody Houdini… If the candle’s moved or goes out, the heat’s gone, the airflow changes, and those little ball bearings will drop just like a row of dominoes. The blade gets released, the rope still snaps, and Melody–she dies all the same.”

And if you mess with those bearings too early, the weight shifts, and it’s game over anyway.

Melody didn’t dare to move a muscle.

“Dexter… please, save me. I’m scared,” Melody sobbed out to Dexter.

“I’d advise you to keep it down. This whole setup’s more sensitive than a spirit level. Keep shouting, and you’ll meet your maker even sooner,” I warned Melody, frowning deeply.

stifle her cries, too afraid

some reason, I felt an inexplicable rush of…satisfaction. I admit it. I have a dark side.

selfishly, I didn’t want Colin to

and the other officers. “Every move’s a gamble here. When’s the rescue team

for a cherry picker, but it wasn’t going

the rig to get here. This is an

longer than

Dexter continued to lash out in panic. He spun around to face Colin. “Is

had Colin in his

just stood there, cool as a cucumber,

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up the wrong tree.” I snapped

place, we’d have found her too late, if at all,” Robin intervened, trying to get Dexter to cool his

my imagination, but I thought I saw a hint of a smirk in

my imagination,

Why else would he know about this place?” Dexter was still

“Mr.