Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 385



James finally made it over, collapsing onto the table in a flurry. He devoured the leftovers Melody had tidied away, desperately trying to regain his strength.

Meanwhile, the four of us were at a standoff.

Bran glanced at me, his eyebrow raised as if to say I had finally made a smart move.

But Melody seemed unfazed. "You think you can kill me?"

"Try me," I countered with feigned calm, the blade of my knife pressing against her jugular, so sharp it nicked her skin.

Dexter's expression darkened, his voice thundering, "Foebe Larson!"

There it was, he called me Foebe Larson.

Convinced that Melody was the true Phoebe Caldwell.

I scoffed. "If you don't want her dead, drop the food."

Reluctantly, Dexter took the package from Melody, opened it, and placed the food on the table.

Bran grabbed some, enough for our survival, and led me to a corner.

I kept a watchful eye on Melody and Dexter, whispering to Bran, "They're dangerous."

real danger wasn't the manipulator but every person who had

After a few bites of a cupcake, feeling somewhat revitalized, I took

a woman who had suffered domestic abuse

handing Colin the

searching

room with a stoic expression, freeing

and

whispered, "Most of these people locked up here are from the orphanage. They've hurt you, and

should be judged by the law and fate, not by

was low, referring to the person

him the milk, I helped him search

a clang, a metal door

The domestic abuser.

food but to

damn...

do this!"

Colin

especially around the mouth, bore the marks

we're lucky if any of us make it out alive," I warned him. Finally catching on, he turned and ran towards the end of the corridor, searching for food and weapons. The kids from the orphanage, even if not geniuses, were mostly

I found Zoe

knocked on the door, but there was

Zoe!" Annora banged on the door,

But there was silence.