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.

behind us. After a few steps, he stopped,

and impossible to see anything.

looked back at Colin,

looked back and came to me.

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

gesturing toward the corner and slashing his

I looked back again, he had resumed his

thinking, just before my death, that Colin’s face was the very image

angel.

I realized how much he hid beneath that mask

the others had

was curled up in the corner, her whole body trembling and her face pale

that came one after another must have been overwhelming for a woman like Melody, who

a long time, constantly fearing becoming the murderer’s

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

in guilt, loneliness, and fear–that was

the murder weapon–a syringe filled with what had to be a

in her IV. I was just doing a

“Don’t

I

the teenager

boy by his

coat, the boy looked about fifteen or

struggled,

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