Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 383



"Dexter," Melody called out, her voice cutting through the silence as she addressed Dexter. A shiver ran down my spine. Would I have ever called out to Dexter like that in the past?

And how accurately was Melody portraying 'Phoebe Caldwell' anyway?

"Dexter's got to be some kind of fool to think he's got this all figured out so quickly..." I murmured under my breath, taking refuge behind Colin, gripping his arm tightly. Fear was creeping in.

Where were we even?

Dexter glanced over, his gaze landing on me, his brow furrowing slightly before he looked away without a word.

His look was cold, distant.

Clearly, Dexter had made up his mind that Melody was the real Phoebe Caldwell, and I was just some imposter out to get him.

"What kind of lunatic has got us all caught up in this?" Bran muttered, cursing under his breath. "How did this edgy maniac manage to drag us all here?"

Melody shot me a hostile look and spoke up. "The Fitzgerald family's nanny turned out to be a murderer, lurking within the Fitzgerald household for years, completely undetected."

Dexter's expression darkened, clearly another victim of the nanny, Wendy, who had drugged and brought him here.

I hid behind Colin, taking a deep breath.

Wendy...

was off about Wendy. Wasn't she

meaning behind her telling me the cherry trees on Celebration Street were in

pointing at Colin. "He's the

himself. "So, it's just the two of us

I didn't correct Bran.

capture seemed too easy, almost as if he'd let

me who was

someone get us out of

"Please, save us..."

echoed with the desperate banging and pleading of countless

calls were growing

provided for IVs

and blood sugar, eventually fainting from hypoglycemia or even going into shock,

click." The motion-sensor lights in the hallway

I stood behind Colin, nervously clutching the hem

reached back, signaling for me to hold his

grabbed it,

from his palm steadied my frantic

we? How many people has that madman taken?"

is so