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

a cupcake, feeling somewhat revitalized, I took some food and a carton

helping a woman who had suffered domestic abuse look for

hurried over, handing

searching

through each room with a

lunatic and the once-suspected murderer seemed to possess

of these people locked up here are from the orphanage. They've hurt you, and they're responsible for Carter's death. Wouldn't it be better to let them

guilt should be judged by the law and fate, not by us,

was low, referring to the

I helped

a metal

The domestic abuser.

instinct wasn't to look for food but to lash out at

you damn...

do this!"

Colin and me, her body

mouth,

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

and I found Zoe in a room, barely clinging to

the door, but there

Annora banged on the door, crying for her sister

But there was silence.