Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 177

“He kidnapped me, and he threatened my husband, harmed him…” I murmured, laying out the bare facts with a hushed voice.

Dexter’s gaze upon me grew more intense, a sneer forming on his lips. “Kidnapped you? Where’s your proof? I’m willing to face an investigation.”

With the police in tow, Dexter left. As he did, his piercing look lingered on me. “Foebe, you’ll regret this.”

He seemed convinced that Colin would be the death of me. And when that time came, I’d surely regret not taking his advice.

“Phoebe…” Colin, pale as a ghost, stumbled over to me, his energy sapped as he leaned into me, his chin resting on my shoulder. “It hurts so bad.”

I tensed up, whispering back at him. “Did you call the cops on your way here?”

“Yeah…” Colin admitted to having called for help en route.

Well, he wasn’t as naive as he seemed.

This time, Dexter had messed with someone he couldn’t afford to.

“Mr. Caleb was very worried about you,” Eric spoke up respectfully.

My gaze flickered to Eric, complex emotions swirling. What was his connection to the murderer?

Was he acting on Colin’s behalf?

but I stood frozen in place. He

person at the courtyard house?”

ask outright than to harbor mutual suspicions.

name’s Dorian, from the orphanage as well, fifteen years old. He’s a survivor of the dorm fire from room 403, right next to where Carter and

was the neighboring dorm where

burns made it nearly impossible to discern his face and his

the murderer…”

to

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me. “It’s all checked out. The kid’s indeed

struggling to get by. And I checked his

my temples, fighting a headache. Had I been mistaken?

visited my home, who’d spoken to

Dorian?

to kill me had a red birthmark

house, right?” I pressed

“Yeah, the kid’s been up to petty theft, no income or livelihood.

The body we saw at Phoebe’s house that day…” My voice trembled as I spoke

He’s at the hospital monthly for meds, and the staff, along with surveillance footage, have him there the whole time. So the one