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.

rage unmistakable in his

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

simply an eye

saying goes, can’t he handle a taste

guys better figure out how to get her down.” Selfish to the core, Dexter wasn’t the dying

escalate. The victim had

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, trying to reason with Colin.

silent. He wasn’t keen on

gaze to

there and

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and the secrets she held about the murderer. She had her

Melody’s voice was a husky whisper from above, dehydration taking its toll. “Dexter, I’m

then to Robin. “Are we just gonna

fly up there?” Robin had been doing his best to

a noose around her neck.

take a loss for him once. We didn’t save Phoebe

a smooth