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 restlessly.

The doctor had said even a day earlier could have given Phoebe a fighting chance to survive.

“Bang!”

and blood trickled from his

forward to stop him, but I

made his way to the designated smoking area,

and I stood by the

Robin offered one to

head,

A bitter laugh escaped Robin. “Guess I’ll just have a few more to calm the nerves.” Colin spoke

root of this

froze mid–light, and he looked up sharply

they’d been on the wrong track from the

murderer and on the victims. But understanding why the murderer murdered

Melody, they needed to seize this chance, follow the trail, and get to the source.

the true source

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

breeding an inexplicable panic. Melody had been rattled. She had been a nervous

accusing me of mockery, of enjoying

in it, but

suffer the most excruciating pain life could offer,

eight or nine.

please have my brother back?” the boy approached Robin, pleading