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 was

confused. To me, James always seemed like the kindest and

out, appearances can be

everyone from the orphanage was

laugh, James whispered in my ear, "It's every man for himself

his motive. Was

evading arrest," James said with a smirk, suddenly

hit me, and I

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

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

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

crafted the perfect excuse for

just have to replace her," I heard

until she started to become

arranged

het

Now, we just need Foebe's body to be found, and then the story of Phoebe's 'resurrection' transferring to Melody Will hold," Damian said sternly.

that?" Hailey

I've followed your wishes," Damian retorted, clearly annoyed. "I've already planted the seeds in both your

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