Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 181

I knew what Hailey was up to. She was out to crucify Colin with the same tactics and public scrutiny.

Taking a deep breath, I jumped to my feet, determined to confront Colin about this animal cruelty business.

But when I turned around, there he was, sitting on the stairs. His gaze was intense, his eyes rimmed with red as if he’d suffered a great injustice.

“Phoebe…” His voice was barely a whisper as he called my name. “Don’t settle.”

“This won’t completely ruin Dexter. He’ll fight back. At worst, he’s looking at a two–week stint in the prison,” I said. Even though I knew it could spell trouble for the Fitzgerald Group, to Dexter personally, it wasn’t much of a punishment.

“A fortnight in the clink…” Colin seemed to barely contain his glee.

As far as he was concerned, Dexter’s misfortune was a reason to celebrate.

“You think the Fitzgeralds are just going to roll over?” I sighed, sitting beside Colin. “Those Fitzgeralds, they don’t take things lying down. Mrs. Fitzgerald won’t let this go. A short detention is nothing; the real issue is the hit to the Fitzgerald Group.”

Colin hugged his knees, resting his forehead on them, looking every bit like a big, forlorn, abandoned pup.

My gaze lingered on Colin, complex emotions swirling within me as I spoke again. “Colin… When you have an episode, do you… hurt animals?”

He froze for a second before looking at me, silent.

his eyes, I saw a multitude of emotions – was it hurt? Despair? Sorrow?

my lack of faith in

showed him the picture Hailey had sent, giving

me. “If I say it wasn’t

side with Colin, not when I knew his episodes could make him

blow them out of proportion…” I lowered my head, not wanting to

wasn’t one to be glued to his phone, or else it would be a different kind

after, Hailey sent another article – a post that had been circulating since last

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Stray Animals.” It detailed how abuse from the homeless was sadly common. with a

scathing; its author clearly had a journalist’s flair for the dramatic, reducing Colin

the post had gone viral, amassing

to imagine what Colin had gone through during that time. The power

Colin’s voice was hoarse, suddenly tinged with a hint of

trust in my

eyes slowly reddening as he stood and

He was crying…

to grab his hand. I just wanted to

particularly sensitive about the

didn’t respond and ran back to his