Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 151

Dexter’s face fell in an instant, a storm of fury brewing in his eyes as he glared at Colin, “Caleb, don’t push it.”

It was clear as day he wasn’t about to throw his life away.

“How come I remember you bragging once that if Phoebe bit the dust, you’d be right there in the grave with her?” A taunting recollection slipped from my lips, remembering Dexter’s bold promise,

All that talk about Phoebe being too sly to die, drumming up suspense for the heck of it.

He’d sworn up and down to everyone that if Phoebe ever kicked the bucket, he’d be her grave buddy.

Looking for a perfect chance to play the martyr, Dexter?

“Well, here’s your golden ticket. You get to play the loyal lover and save Melody all in one go.”

My gaze lifted to Melody, hanging pallid and lifeless above us. “Look at her, she’s practically a goner. No matter which rope snaps first, she’s gonna hang. Tick–tock, Dexter, your time’s running out.”

“Foebe Larson!” Dexter was seething, but trapped by his own desperate need, the sting of being at someone’s mercy gnawing at him.

the rage unmistakable in

couldn’t help but find humor in the irony. Dexter’s forte had always been threats, and now the tables had turned, and he couldn’t

an eye for an eye.

he handle a taste of his own

point begging him; he’s not the saving type. You guys better figure out how to get her down.” Selfish to the core, Dexter wasn’t the dying

his presence, not keen on letting things escalate. The victim had been found, and the murderer’s plan foiled for the moment.

ya? A life’s at stake–can’t let it just vanish into thin air. If we keep Melody alive, the murderer might cool it with the carnage. He’s got a thing for winning,” Robin stepped forward,

looked at me, silent. He wasn’t keen on helping.

gaze to Melody.

witness her final breath there and then, but I knew

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secrets she held about the murderer. She had her uses still. Besides, she

me…” Melody’s voice was a husky whisper from above, dehydration taking its toll.

then to Robin. “Are we just

expect me to sprout wings and fly up there?” Robin had been doing his best to

no good; she’s got a noose around her neck. She drops, she hangs. Firefighters will have to wait for

take a loss for him once. We didn’t save Phoebe in time, can’t let history repeat itself, okay?”

a smooth