Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 362



"Foebe Larson," someone called out as I made my way through the alley leading back home.

I turned around, surprised to see James.

His face was etched with panic as he breathlessly said, "Run!"

I frowned, puzzled by his sudden urgency.

James hurried over, out of breath. "The cops are onto us."

He grabbed my hand, intending to lead me away, my hand dropping a bag of mini donuts all over the ground.

"What do you mean...?" I asked James, confused.

"Have you forgotten? The Mister was finding adoption families for those kids, right? Remember the smartest kid got adopted by that guy named Ignatius?" James paused, then smiled at me. "That Ignatius, he's a human trafficker."

I stood frozen, disbelief washing over me. Before I could fully grasp the situation, the sound of police sirens filled the air.

James's expression turned to one of sheer terror, pulling me urgently. "Foebe, we need to run! Now!"

clear

I asked, genuinely confused. To me, James always seemed like

turns out, appearances

like everyone from

whispered in my ear, "It's

his motive. Was

evading arrest," James said with a smirk, suddenly pressing

and I

had an idea of what James was planning. He was making me 'disappear,' but not before pinning a crime

of murders, and my connection with the second

they came to question me, I was nowhere to be found. Everyone would assume I

crafted the perfect excuse for

have to replace

going smoothly until she started to become unmanageable," Damian's voice followed, sounding

been arranged with Melody.

het

Now, we just need Foebe's body to be found, and then

anyone believe that?" Hailey

né

Caleb and your son, right? You said you just wanted your son to live, and I've followed your wishes," Damian retorted, clearly annoyed. "I've already planted the seeds in both your son and Caleb's minds; they