Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 171

Eric peered warily down the alley’s end. “Who’s there?”

Startled, I spun around to hide but was swiftly muffled and dragged into a nearby shop. “I told you, you’ll regret tailing Caleb,” the voice behind me was unmistakably Dexter’s.

1 paused, furrowing my brows as I eyed him with suspicion. “Mr. Fitzgerald, got time to kill?”

“Just happened to be passing by,” Dexter quipped, reaching for a mango–flavored lollipop from the store’s shelf for me.

He must have mistaken me for Phoebe. He knew Phoebe was prone to sugar lows, hence the lollipop.

But it was laughable, really. He didn’t even know Phoebe was allergic to mangoes.

“Who do you think I am?” I asked, voice heavy with caution.

Dexter remained silent.

I scoffed. “Don’t you know Phoebe Caldwell is allergic to mangoes?”

I made no move to take the lollipop from him, looking to leave instead.

Dexter, frozen, suddenly moved to grab my wrist. “I told you to divorce Caleb for your own good.”

With an air of urgency, he pulled me into his car.

Soon after, Eric emerged and got into his vehicle.

Dexter drove off, tailing Eric’s car.

“The Langleys have always cleaned up after Caleb. He’s been a troublemaker for years, and it’s always Eric who sorts it out. His meeting with today is just more of the same,” Dexter said with a heavy tone. “Since

gave you her

must consider you her best friend. I can’t let

Mr. Fitzgerald? Phoebe

how grateful I am.

grip on the steering wheel tightened, and his knuckles whitened, revealing his strained restraint.

detached perspective on his relationship with Phoebe. “Phoebe loved you so much. How could you be so cruel to her? Even a dog grows on you, right?”

silent, just driving

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in a lowered voice. “I…

didn’t catch that.

trembled. “She loved someone else. She was with me out of gratitude, though her heart belonged to

and anger

was still trying to tarnish me!

he even human?

yet keep her close. I knew she’d leave eventually…” His voice trailed off, the unspoken truth hanging

and hypocritical. “Your love is really cheap. When you first said you liked her, she foolishly loved

a complex mix of emotions as he glanced at

engage

hesitated, his stare intense

an old neighborhood, Dexter parked as

some food, entered an old house and knocked

I waited to see

cracked open, and a hand reached

bore scars of

That person inside was the same murderer I’d seen at my house

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while, he spoke in a