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 his

the irony. Dexter’s forte had always been

was simply an eye for an

saying goes, can’t he handle a taste of

no point begging him; he’s not the saving type. You guys better figure out how to get her down.” Selfish to

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

give us a hand here, will ya? A life’s at stake–can’t let it just vanish into thin air. If we keep Melody alive, the murderer might cool

looked at me, silent. He

lifted my gaze to Melody.

me longed to witness her final breath there and then, but I knew it wasn’t

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cops here and the secrets she held about the murderer. She had her uses still. Besides, she didn’t deserve

voice was a husky whisper from above, dehydration taking

to Robin. “Are we just

me to sprout wings and fly up there?” Robin had been doing his best to persuade Colin. He was the

And those air cushions are no good; she’s got a noose around her neck. She drops, she

his plea, Robin continued to coax Colin. “Colin, you said you’d take a loss for him once.

was a smooth