Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 292

“Robin, don’t be a roadblock to justice,” Finn said dismissively, signaling Cory to intercept Robin.

“Bro, just chill… Finn’s got this; he’s the expert.” Cory quickly stepped in front of Robin, trying to calm him down.

“If it weren’t for Caleb last time, we wouldn’t have found Melody so fast! If only… if I’d been quicker, Phoebe would still be alive!” Robin was visibly shaken and out of control.

I knew the death of Phoebe had hit Robin hard. He couldn’t shake off her demise.

The image of Phoebe trapped in that glass coffin had been a haunting vision for Robin. He didn’t want history to repeat itself; he wanted to catch the culprit to save the victims. He wasn’t in the wrong.

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Robin’s fist slammed into the wall, his hands clenching into tight fists.

I wanted to comfort him, but before I could approach, Robin suddenly turned and grabbed my wrist. “Come on, I’m taking you to see Colin.”

I hesitated for a second before he pulled me into his car.

“Hey Officer Robin,” Eric greeted as he approached Robin.

Sea City Mental Health Sanatorium.” Robin was determined to see Colin, hoping he could help locate the

at Robin. “Are we allowed to

gritted his teeth. “I dare anyone

feeling a rush of

I’d see him.

as smoothly as

the grounds that Colin was

the patient could become violent at any moment,

never seen him hurt anyone! He’s coherent; he listens to reason; how is that the behavior of a high–risk psychotic?” he demanded to see the head

seeing Colin. It was clear

you be out there directing traffic? What’s this, some kind of PTSD from a detective case? Our facility is renowned for its psychological

like a half–joke, yet sharp enough to

was Damian’s way–always grinning like a Cheshire cat, impeccably dressed, a

always wearing that smug smile, but with a few words or

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anyone on edge.