Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 392



Jaxon lunged at Zoe, looking to land a punch, but Bran sent him flying with a swift kick. "Come on, man, hitting a woman? Show some class." Jaxon hit the ground hard, groaning as he struggled to get up.

Cursing under his breath, he pointed a threatening finger at Annora. "Fine, you've got your knight in shining armor now, but just you wait. Once we're out of here, you're dead."

Annora was in tears, too scared to even look at Jaxon.

Zoe wrapped her arms around Annora, whispering words of comfort that I couldn't quite catch.

Then, all of a sudden, the lights went out.

Silence fell over us.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what madness would unfold next.

The only sounds were our collective breaths and the steady drip of a leaky faucet. No other hint of what was to come.

"Please don't tell me there's some sort of gas leak. This place isn't exactly well-ventilated," someone said, their voice shaking with fear. "Are we going to die here?"

Panic started to spread.

"What do we do? What do we do?"

it gently as if to say, "Don't

hitched. It was Dexter's presence

we moved to

pitch-black darkness, it felt like the worst of

felt like an eternity, a dim light began to spread from a

flickered back

in

that it? Just a power

perpetrator would do something as mundane as cutting

a scream pierced the

scent of blood

a body hanging from the ceiling. His throat had been slit, preventing any cries for help, and a

who had threatened Annora, was

gaze

as she had been before the lights

A

Who killed Jaxon?

killer had to be among

at the sight of Jaxon's body, urging Zoe and Annora to move. "We need to

muttered something under his breath, standing close to

chill run down