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.

to stifle her

up at Melody, for some reason, I felt an inexplicable rush of…satisfaction. I admit it. I have

could do it, but selfishly,

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

cherry picker, but it wasn’t going to be

it’s gonna take time for the rig to get here. This

minutes, obviously longer than

have snapped already!” Dexter continued to lash out in panic. He spun around to face Colin. “Is it you? Did you do this, lure us here on purpose? You’re the

Colin in

a cucumber, not saying a

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the wrong tree.” I snapped at Dexter.

too late, if at all,” Robin intervened, trying to get Dexter

pressure all around him. Maybe it was my imagination, but I thought I saw a hint of a smirk in Colin’s

my imagination, surely.

him. Why else would he know about this place?”

“Mr.