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.

saw a multitude of

lack of faith in

photo, then?” I showed him the picture Hailey had sent,

me. “If I say it wasn’t me, would you believe me,

the evidence staring me in the face, it was hard to immediately side with Colin, not

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

one to be glued to his phone, or else it

article – a post that had

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

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

the post had gone

through during that time.

do you?” Colin’s voice was hoarse, suddenly tinged with a

as if he was desperately seeking trust in my

eyes slowly reddening as he

He was crying…

Instinctively, I reached out to grab his hand. I just wanted to hear

he seemed particularly sensitive about

He didn’t respond and ran back to his