Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

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“Took off?” I frowned, wondering what on earth Dexter was up to now.

“Did he swing by your place?” Stella inquired.

“Nope, I’ve been…” I was shacked up in a villa that Colin had rented on the outskirts of town. Dexter wouldn’t have a clue where to find me, unless he went to the Langley Mansion?

“What if he showed up at the Langley Mansion?” I bolted upright, got up and changed my shoes, “The guy better not be kicking the bucket on the Langley family’s doorstep. Talk about a bad

omen.

After hanging up, Stella and I both made a beeline for the Langley estate. Sure enough, we found Dexter barely on his feet at the entrance.

What was he thinking, leaving the hospital and his cozy bed to come see me?

Dexter was as pale as a ghost, and when he saw me, he slumped against the wall, “Phoebe Caldwell.”

He was calling me “Phoebe“?

The guy had lost it, looking for a stand–in again.

My brows furrowed, “Dexter, if you’re gonna die, at least don’t do it on my doorstep.”

me, and then suddenly pulled

sorry.

anger flaring up as I stared at him, “What’s wrong with

abdomen. “I shouldn’t have doubted you,” he seemed convinced I was Phoebe, like Colin, looking for some

person,” my voice was grim.

you’re Phoebe. When I was nearly dying, I saw Foebe Larson,” Dexter

his words low.

surging through me,

did he think

doubt his own words, as if it was all just a dream. But he was stubborn, convinced his

a deep breath,

Dexter’s voice was hoarse. “At least,

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that whether I was Phoebe or not, he wanted to atone for his guilt towards

can offer you, I can match.” Dexter’s gaze burned into me, his hand reaching out desperately, “Phoebe, come

pleading, begging me

done anything for him, and he treated me

him.