Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 288

I climbed into the squad car, giving Eric a nod to signal I was alright. My mind, though, was preoccupied with Colln.

“Take this for DNA comparison with Phoebe, I overheard Finn instructing another officer to test the handkerchief he’d used to wipe my

face.

He suspected… that I wasn’t Foebe but Phoebe.

Too bad, he couldn’t fathom the idea of a soul reborn. This body was, without a doubt, Foebe’s.

“No way, Phoebe is dead for sure. Her body was displayed in a glass case, shocking the whole of Sea City,” one cop expressed his confusion.

“I suspect a switcheroo, a bait–and–switch,” Finn sneered. “Dig deeper, and don’t underestimate the lengths to which some lunatics will go…”

Finn got into the car and sat beside me.

I glanced at him but kept silent.

“Heard the nutjob was committed to the mental institution, right? Good place for him; lunatics belong in the loony bin, Finn was a little too chatty.

To a beauty parlor? Considering how much you value your

with irritation.

out a laugh, then casually added, “Caleb really has a collector’s obsession, huh? Likes the Phoebe

of a feather, and you’re the odd one

gritted

car

was still negotiating with

self–defense. Sure, she went a

for me or

away, Dexter’s gaze

born troublemaker, his expression a mix of regret and concern. Regretting, perhaps,

you out of this,”

get whacked

as I was taken away.

clung to Dexter’s arm, terrified. “Dexter,

neck.

a lot of time together, they start to resemble each other,” Finn

tell me about Caleb and Phoebe?” I wanted