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!"

of memory, it was clear to me, James

asked, genuinely confused. To me, James

out, appearances can be

everyone from the orphanage was against

my ear, "It's every

motive. Was he

plausible reason, like... evading arrest," James said with a smirk, suddenly pressing a

me, and I couldn't resist; everything

what James was planning. He was making me 'disappear,' but not before pinning a crime on

were investigating a series of murders, and my connection with the second victim would put

to the police, and when they came to question me, I was nowhere to be found. Everyone

the perfect excuse for

cooperate, we'll just have to replace her,"

started

all been arranged

het

need Foebe's body to be found, and then the story of Phoebe's 'resurrection' transferring to Melody Will hold,"

believe that?"

né

just 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