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!"

memory, it was clear

had any bad blood," I asked, genuinely confused. To me, James always seemed like the kindest and most normal one

turns out, appearances can be

seemed like everyone from

ear, "It's every

motive. Was he trying to frame me for a

reason, like... evading arrest," James said with

overpowering smell hit me, and I

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

of murders, and my connection with the second

handed over the so-called evidence to the police, and when they came to question me, I was nowhere to be found. Everyone would assume I

perfect excuse for my

to replace her," I heard Hailey's

all going smoothly until she started to become unmanageable,"

been arranged with Melody.

het

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

that?"

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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;