Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 332

I glanced back at Dexter with a smirk.

Back when I was snatched away and killed, Dexter just wouldn't believe I was dead. He thought it was all my own ploy, a ruse to throw everyone off. He even hindered the police investigation, contributing to my untimely demise.

Now, he's utterly convinced Melody didn't stage her own disappearance, that she was coerced.

Oh, the hypocrisy.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, I seem to recall that when all the evidence pointed to Phoebe being a victim, you were adamant that she wouldn't just up and die," said Robin, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he called Dexter out.

Dexter blinked, his gaze inadvertently shifting to me.

I scoffed and looked away.

"Phoebe..." Dexter started to explain. "Phoebe, after all, Melody did save my life..."

I rubbed my temples, feeling the onset of a headache.

Save, save, save.

"Are you out of your mind?"

back then, but he wouldn't believe that, given I had already told him

Colin. "Can you find out where she's hiding? By muddying the waters

do with the dismemberment case? You can't just assume..." Dexter tried to defend

him an

Dexter fell silent.

that's why Robin got hurt!" Stella said angrily, gripping Robin's injured arm. "Look at this! The blade

winced. "Hey, hey, take

let go, embarrassed.

feeling cursed by the turn

still clinging to the idea it was mere coincidence. "It's just

at Colin. "Some people just don't get

had gathered and the surveillance footage from the intersections near I-Futura

taking a snapshot of the license

sprang into

car's plates are fake," Cory

I suspected,

wouldn't dare drive openly in the city. If a cop pulls them

the city, they'll switch plates. There are blind spots in the surveillance

last long in a rundown area without power or water. Once out of the city, the demolition area, that's where you'll find such places. Look for a generator's hum—that's where