Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 162

Chapter 162

The kids huddled in the alleyway were a patchwork of misfortune—some with a single arm as if shaped by nature’s unforgiving hand, others mute or blind since birth.

“I’ve brought you guys some grub,” Abdul declared with a maturity beyond his years while distributing food.

I was taken aback.

Why weren’t these children in foster care? The system had surely improved by now

“Abdul, where did you get the food?” a little girl asked in delight.

Abdul swelled with pride, “Miss Foebe snagged it for us, but it’s our secret, okay? If you see her, just play it cool, like you don’t know her, got it?”

Hiding by the doorway, my heart raced with anxiety but ached even more with sorrow.

These kids… they seemed to hold Foebe in high regard.

What exactly was her connection to them?

hospital? Is she

beside him. “With

my curiosity, Was Grandma Quella Foebe Larson’s grandmother? The same lady Zack

me. Since my rebirth, I hadn’t

wasn’t that I didn’t want to; I was afraid.

are often the first to notice the

wasn’t Foebe, and her grandmother would surely see through me, no matter

just have to bite the

to both Foebe and her grandmother, and Abdul’s brother got ties to the murderer. It was as if everyone was connected

one could escape

alley, I planned to head to the hospital, but a black sedan pulled up

tracking me?

lost his

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you want?” He’d cornered me into

just twiddling his thumbs? He seemed assured I wouldn’t show today,

was cool, his voice icy,

turned to

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