Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 159

Chapter 159

Startled, I glanced at Robin before gripping Colin’s hand with an intensity that betrayed my

excitement.

Had they caught the murderer?

If they’d nabbed one, the rest were sure to follow. It was like pulling a thread to unravel the

whole sweater.

Colin looked up and caught my eye as I clutched his hand.

I took a deep breath, waiting for Robin to get off the phone.

When Robin ended the call, he turned to us, “Cory’s got someone. No time to drop you guys off, let’s head over together.”

Robin floored the gas pedal and we sped toward the hospital.

My heart raced the entire drive, anticipation clawing at me. Who was the murderer?

Who had ended my life? I was dying to find out.

Colin was silent the whole trip, probably aware he’d messed up. He kept his gaze low as if bracing for my scolding.

We pulled into the hospital parking lot, and I couldn’t wait. I bolted out of the car and ran ahead after Robin.

he stopped,

was pitch black and impossible to see

back at Colin,

looked back and came to me.

up, I urged, eager to confront the murderer, and turned

toward the corner and slashing his hand

had resumed his innocent,

thinking, just before my death, that Colin’s

angel.

with his features, I realized how much he hid

hospital room, Cory and the others had pinned someone to the

now conscious, was curled up in the corner, her whole body trembling

one after another must have been overwhelming for a

constantly fearing becoming the murderer’s next victim. This was her

was right that day: death wasn’t the worst punishment. Living on

in guilt, loneliness, and fear–that was the cruelest punishment.

he handed over the murder weapon–a syringe

in her IV.

Robin. “Don’t

I

job!” the teenager

face darkened as he grabbed the boy by his collar, “This is

and dressed in a lab coat, the boy looked about fifteen

struggled, trying to escape.

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