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.

only… I could’ve been a

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

“Bang!”

the wall, and blood trickled

him, but I was at a loss for soothing words.

the designated

stood by the entrance,

Robin offered one

his head,

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

root of this evil?

hand froze mid–light, and he looked up sharply

reminding him that they’d been on

and on the victims. But

murderer had stumbled with Melody, they needed to seize this chance, follow

get the true source of evil….

at 4:30 in the morning. Dawn was teasing the horizon, but the world was still shrouded in a lingering darkness.

hated the pre–dawn gloom. It was lifeless and eerily quiet, breeding an inexplicable panic. Melody had

I watched her accusing me of mockery,

in it, but it didn’t sit

most excruciating pain life could offer, and this was

than eight or nine.

my brother back?” the boy approached