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?

Quella getting out of the hospital? Is she gonna be alright?”

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

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

rebirth,

I didn’t want to;

kin are often the first to notice the slightest changes in

wasn’t Foebe, and her grandmother would surely see through me,

have to bite the bullet

and Abdul’s brother got ties to the murderer. It was as if everyone

one could escape

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

he tracking me?

he literally lost his mind?

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He’d cornered me into meeting him at

his thumbs? He seemed assured I wouldn’t show

was cool, his voice

to

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