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.

enough to carry Melody? It

looked

“The footage only shows a figure from behind; you can’t make

his team stayed behind to continue the investigation while Robin escorted us to the

mostly unharmed, thanks

you end up there?” Robin entered 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

and wanted to see for herself if there was indeed

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was just trying my luck, didn’t expect to really run into anyone. As soon as I walked in, someone

soothe her. “Don’t worry, you’re safe now. But don’t go

six–foot–one, with noticeable arm muscles. I tried to grab his arm while I struggled, and

shaking my head. “That’s not right, it’s not the same person… something’s

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

alone?” I looked at Robin, anxious. “Are there

Or even

Robin and Stella fell

we still

a long pause. “In the footage from the corner where Ophelia went missing, we saw another figure in