Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 174

I finally grasped what Dexter was up to. He was baiting Colin, prodding him to spill the truth. He wanted to force Caleb to confess that it was his hands that ended Phoebe’s life.

He yanked me into a spare room at the mental institution, a place designed to be a witness box of sorts, and pointed me toward the monitor. “You keep denying that he’s a murderer, saying he’s not mad? Well, you sit right here and watch.”

“Mr. Fitzgerald, we’re all set,” an assistant notified Dexter.

I watched in horror as the lights flickered on in the room on the screen; Dexter was about to rub salt in Colin’s wounds, using the ghosts of the past to goad Caleb.

“When patients are under stress, they can’t differentiate reality from their nightmares. They start to believe this world is a facade, and that’s when they reveal their deepest, darkest truths,” a doctor in a stark white coat declared gravely.

I turned, clenching my fists. “You’re Lamont, aren’t you? The doctor who blew the whistle on this asylum’s dark secrets?”

He nodded solemnly.

“Then you’ve gotta know Caleb’s not a bad seed. Why are you playing along with Dexter, tormenting Caleb, rubbing salt in the wounds?” I demanded an answer.

His silence hung heavy before he finally spoke. “He killed an innocent, Mr. Fitzgerald’s wife… and she was with child.”

“Bullshit! Phoebe was never his wife. Dexter’s the one who murdered her!” I glared at Dexter, my anger boiling over.

of

behind, forcing

figure burst into the

Colin’s arrival was frantic, calling out my name.

me as bait?” I hissed

always to

his voice a low growl as he

standing alone in the desolate

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in than the iron door slammed

my name in the empty room.

icy gaze fixed on the camera, his eyes chillingly

kill you…” he rasped, his voice hoarse and ominous, directed

the

the doctor stood up

Dexter instructed the doctor to project onto a screen in the room the very horrors that Colin

door, repeating desperately, “I need to

to a chair, injected him with drugs, force–fed him

iron door with all his might. That fear of entrapment was enough to drive anyone mad. And they were so cruel, forcing Colin to relive those torments.