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

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

“Bang!”

wall, and blood

him, but I

turned and made his way to the designated smoking area, lighting up a

and I stood by the entrance, enveloped in silence.

one to Colin.

his head, “Smoking kills.”

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

root of this

hand froze mid–light, and he looked up sharply

on the wrong track from

had been fixated on the murderer and on the

to seize this chance, follow the trail, and get to

get the true source of evil….

in the morning. Dawn was teasing the

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

her room, I watched her accusing

was mocking her, reveling in it, but it didn’t sit well with

the most excruciating pain life could offer, and this was nowhere

or nine. He looked frail

please have my brother back?”