Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 160

Robin had been pushed to the brink as well. Since the first murder rippled through the city, he’d been lucky to snatch three hours of sleep each night.

The murderer was taunting him, the entire police force, and everyone.

In Robin’s eyes, no matter the murderer’s motives, the fact that they’d snuffed out so many lives meant they deserved to die.

The boy was being taken away, and a wave of unexpected loss hit me as I leaned back. against the wall.

Cory dragged the boy past me. Our eyes met. He opened his mouth as if trying to tell me something.

I frowned, utterly perplexed by the boy.

Was he talking to me?

What was he trying to say?

Did I…. know the boy?

“This kid… must’ve been put up to it, right?” I muttered under my breath.

Robin slumped against the wall and thumped his forehead with limp fists. He looked genuinely tormented.

As long as the murderer remained at large, people would keep dying, and Robin was wrestling with guilt, with self–blame.

could’ve been a bit earlier…” Robin muttered

had found Phoebe sooner. The doctor had said even a day earlier could have given Phoebe a

“Bang!”

the wall, and blood trickled

him, but I

his way to the designated smoking area,

I stood by the entrance, enveloped

one

his head, “Smoking kills.”

calm the nerves.” Colin spoke again, “If it’s so harmful, why do

root of this

and he looked up sharply

been on the

on the victims. But understanding why the murderer murdered was the key.

seize

the true

in the morning. Dawn was teasing the horizon, but the world was still shrouded

and eerily quiet, breeding an inexplicable panic. Melody had been rattled. She had been a nervous

accusing me of mockery,

reveling in it, but it didn’t

to suffer the most excruciating pain life could

a boy of no more than eight or nine. He looked frail with a bloody nose that he’d wiped

please have my brother back?” the boy approached