Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 388



"Colin..." I struggled to get out, my legs giving out beneath me as I fell to the ground.

"Phoebe... he's the mastermind, don't trust him."

"Melody is one of Damian's, I'm sorry..." he whispered, holding me close and murmuring apologies.

He actually knew Melody was with Damian.

It seemed all this time, his foolishness was just a facade, a way to gain Melody and Damian's trust.

When did he start to suspect something was amiss?

After my supposed death?

So, his suicide attempts, self-harm, and even the drastic change in his behavior and personality were all to deceive, to make Damian and Melody believe he had been brainwashed, hypnotized?

Then what was Dexter's true motive?

"After you disappeared, I've been digging... I knew Melody was involved in your case, but the deeper I looked, the more I found. It's not just about a series of murders; it's bigger, involving even the Fitzgerald family," Dexter's grip on my hand tightened. "Phoebe... Can you trust me just this once?"

My head felt heavy, the colorless, odorless carbon monoxide weakening my legs and draining my strength.

"Don't trust Caleb, don't trust anyone but me, Phoebe... I'll get us out of here, I won't make the same mistake again," Dexter's voice grew fainter. And then, I passed out, my strength failing me yet again.

"Click, click..."

the lights

opening my eyes to the dim, cramped

safe

next wouldn't be

kicking in; the gas is being cleared, should be alright now," I heard Bran's voice

up on my elbows, I looked around; Dexter was

I remembered Dexter's plea

couldn't have been just

environment, who

be the

it wasn't

now." Bran led the

into the hallway, where a

Tay scattered, victims who

couldn't escape in time.

cursed under my breath, leaning against the wall

throbbed as

lighter, likely found among the discarded

steadily, indicating the air was breathable

this way." Bran

proceed

down the staircase

emergency exit.