Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 183

The phone went dead, and I glanced at Colin, my mind racing. If he was the mastermind behind all this, would the culprit really drop his name Caleb that easily?

Besides, Colin was known for having Eric do his dirty work, and Eric was tight–lipped as a clam

he’d never let Caleb’s name slip. The fact that someone was so adamant that Caleb ordered the hit–and–run on Dexter’s mom was just too convenient.

I knew Robin caught on to the setup, too; that’s why he gave me a heads–up with that call.

Dexter would be out in no more than a fortnight, and it didn’t make sense for Hailey to take such a huge risk.

Was someone trying to fan the flames between the Langleys and the Fitzgeralds?

“Dexter’s morn’s been in an accident; I need to hit the hospital. Stay put,” I said, worry creasing my brow. The Langley mansion isn’t safe to leave right now – not with the media circus out there and whoever is pulling the strings behind the scenes.

If the Fitzgeralds and the Langleys really went to war over Colin, his already precarious situation would only get worse.

No matter how it played out, Henry stood to gain. He could go after Colin in the open, no holds barred.

“Phoebe…” Colin started, that look in his eyes telling me he wanted to come along.

“Stay.” I insisted, my voice firm. “You have to wait for me here.”

lurking there. “You’re not… you’re not lying to me again,

shaking my head. “I’ll be

I’ll wait as long as

the butler to bring the car around. I had to go to

found out his mother was

lose it.

I headed downstairs, I caught Eric marching up with

The second–floor hallway was dimly lit, with Colin standing

shoelace came undone: I crouched down to tie

too comfortable lately.” Colin’s

nodded in agreement.

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whole mess was clearly

protected. If she loses

could barely make out their conversation from the landing–Colin’s voice was rough and icy,

I thought, standing on my tiptoes to

had he really lost his

ma’am,” the

before getting into the car, I couldn’t

paranoia; I felt eyes

let me carry my baby to term undisturbed. I was waiting for them to make a move, preparations in place. Yet, oddly, every time I felt