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

my chin from behind, forcing me to keep my eyes

figure burst into the room, out of

frantic,

as bait?” I hissed through

to kidnap me,

seems pretty fond of you,” Dexter murmured, his voice a low growl as he compelled me to watch the

watched Colin standing alone in the desolate room, a sharp pain clutching at my heart.

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he barged in than the iron door slammed shut behind him,

called out my name in

gaze fixed on the camera, his eyes chillingly cold,

hoarse and ominous, directed at the unseen watcher behind

smirked, signaling the doctor to proceed.

doctor stood up and

grew dimmer, Dexter instructed the doctor to project onto a screen in the room the very horrors that Colin had endured

tighter, witnessing Colin beating against the iron door, repeating desperately,

Instead, they strapped him to a chair, injected him with drugs, force–fed him

with all his might. That fear of