Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 153

Colin’s pouting was as endearing as a little kid who couldn’t stop tattling to the grown–ups.

I took a deep breath and instinctively comforted him. “The guy’s got issues; just ignore him.”

Colin brightened up and clung to me, unwilling to let go.

“Let’s head out.” Robin and his crew had scoped out the scene, confirming no suspicious individuals lingered, and signaled for Colin and me to head back.

“Robin, we’ve checked the surveillance footage. All we’ve got is this shadowy figure carrying an unconscious Melody inside. The guy is tall, and although he’s in a raincoat with a hood, you can tell he’s pretty buff.”

Cory had reviewed the nearby security cameras, but there was only one useful shot, likely overlooked by the assailant since it was from a camera installed by a homeowner on their second–floor balcony in one of the few houses that hadn’t been demolished in the area.

Unless you knew about it, you’d never spot the camera.

I leaned in to take a look. Even though it was just a silhouette, something felt off. I couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t the same person with the facial burns I had seen at my place.

“It feels.” But I couldn’t put my finger on it.

The guy who had spoken to me at home seemed ghostly–tall, yes, but gaunt, slightly hunched. Even in a raincoat, he couldn’t have looked this sturdy and strong.

to carry Melody? It just didn’t seem likely.

anything?” Robin looked

only shows a figure from behind; you can’t make out any details.”

team stayed behind to continue the investigation while Robin escorted us

shaken but mostly unharmed, thanks to her usually steely nerves.

her room, offering a basket of fruit. “I left last night feeling homesick, wanted to check on Phoebe, and…” Stella glanced at me, her eyes darting

said and wanted to see for herself if there was indeed

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just trying my luck, didn’t expect to really run into anyone. As soon as

“Don’t worry, you’re safe

to grab his arm while I struggled, and his biceps were solid; I couldn’t

head. “That’s not right, it’s not the

at home had burn scars on his face and neck; he was slim and tall, but… his limbs were slender,

I

Or even

and Stella

many deaths, we still hadn’t

long pause. “In the footage from the corner where Ophelia went missing, we saw another figure in a raincoat, too, but much thinner, almost feminine, or a very slender man.”