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?

out of the hospital? Is she gonna

pull through,” Abdul murmured, slumping down beside him. “With Foebe around,

curiosity, Was Grandma Quella Foebe Larson’s grandmother? The

of guilt struck me. Since my rebirth, I hadn’t once visited Foebe’s grandmother yet.

didn’t want to; I was afraid.

notice the slightest changes in their loved ones.

see through me, no matter the

to bite

the murderer. It was as if everyone was connected dots, and any one

one could escape it.

sedan pulled up beside me. The window rolled down to reveal Dexter in the

tracking

he literally lost his

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want?” He’d cornered

twiddling his thumbs? He seemed assured I wouldn’t show today, threats notwithstanding.

cool, his voice icy, “Get

to leave.

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