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.

been a bit

sooner. The doctor had said even a day earlier could

“Bang!”

and blood trickled from his

I was at a loss for soothing

the designated smoking area, lighting up

and I stood by the entrance, enveloped

offered one to

head, “Smoking kills.”

I’ll just have a few more to calm the nerves.” Colin spoke again, “If

of

he looked up sharply

that they’d been on the wrong track

and on the victims. But understanding why the murderer

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

the true

the morning. Dawn was teasing the horizon,

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

accusing me of mockery, of enjoying her

mocking her, reveling in it, but it didn’t

pain life could

than eight or nine. He looked frail with a bloody nose

I please have my brother back?” the boy approached