Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 158

Dexter stepped forward, lowering his head to look at me. His lip was cut, and there was blood on his forehead undoubtedly Colin’s handiwork.

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“Oops… he didn’t do it on purpose!” The officer chuckled, trying to defuse the situation. “We’ve checked the surveillance video. Someone was causing trouble near his house and riled up him here. In a fit of rage, he mistook Mr. Fitzgerald, who was just standing by his front door, for the culprit.” The officer tried to be impartial. “Both parties are at fault here.”

Dexter clenched his jaw, “How is standing at his doorstep a mistake?”

“You lurked around someone’s house in the dead of night and there you are, encountered crooks. Even a sane person would mistake you for a crook,” the officer quickly winked at Dexter and lowered his voice, trying to mediate. “Come on, why lower yourself to argue with

a lunatic?”

Dexter snorted dismissively.

The officer turned to me, “However, compensation is due.”

I glanced at Dexter’s face. It was ghastly pale under the streetlight.

Dog was his weakest point, and Colin had brought home a whole pack.

There was no way Dexter wasn’t petrified. He was probably quaking in his boots.

again. “He’s a ticking time bomb, a lunatic. I wonder how long you’ll last by his side, aren’t you

annoyed by the late hour. “I’d advise you to

to explain things to me personally.” His initial goal was clear – he wanted a

get a lawyer and have a court mandate to send

and glared at

habits never

threat, got into his

anything good. He was out here waiting for me until the wee hours instead

turned to Colin, who was still hiding behind the door,

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me, his head hung low in a pitiful display.

are you doing back here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?” I barked

were bad people…” Colin murmured softly.

come back to chase away Henry’s thugs, afraid they’d

Colin. He smirked, “Seems like the kid only responds to your

forehead, “Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to wander back alone

stray dogs loitering near the trash cans across the street, “I

was really pissed off by

with a low, chilling edge to his voice