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!"

it was clear to me, James was setting

bad blood," I asked, genuinely confused. To me, James always seemed

turns out, appearances can be

everyone from the orphanage was

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

to understand his motive. Was he trying

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

hit me, and

He was making me

of murders, and my connection with the

the police, and when they came to question me, I was

crafted the perfect excuse

cooperate, we'll just have to replace her," I heard Hailey's voice through

she started

arranged

het

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

anyone believe that?" Hailey

né

to believe, 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