Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 391



"Everybody, gather around. Hear me out," rang out a voice that commanded attention.

Over there, James had already rallied a group around him.

Back in the days of the orphanage, he was the so-called group leader, and later on, he even became the class president at school. The guy had a knack for organizing, that's for sure.

"Listen up, folks. You've all seen what's happened on the floor above. Someone's dead. This isn't a game; it's a massacre. Someone's out to get us, and we need to fight back, not just sit ducks waiting for our turn to come... Otherwise, we might be next. We need to stand united. As long as we stick together, they can't pick us off!"

James was rallying the troops, getting everyone on the same page.

"If you want to survive, you'll follow the plan. We'll get through this together and find Caleb, make him let us out!"

"Let us out!" James shouted from atop a table, with the crowd echoing his call.

They were convinced Colin was the perpetrator, so they were all pumped to head downstairs and confront him.

I kept a wary eye on James. Now that he had rallied everyone, those of us who hadn't joined his cause were sure to be targeted next.

"Remember, we can only guarantee the safety of those who cooperate. As for the rest..." Sure enough, James was setting his sights on us.

Bran, along with Zoe,

We hadn't picked sides.

not with us are hiding something; we need to be wary,"

clenched my fists,

"What

shrank back in fear, seeking refuge in

Jaxon was about to make

get over here,"

He was getting the chaos he

you two can't see eye to eye, maybe you don't belong with us. You

forward, intent on grabbing

frantically, pleading for help. "Please,

a glance

frowned, clearly reluctant to get involved. He believed anyone here

for Melody, she was even less likely

but to look

tightly to Annora, fear written all over

head, then proceeded to kick and punch

I married you was my unluckiest," he spat, dragging Annora towards him. "Mixing with these folks... you won't even know how you'll die. That lunatic... is the kille Jaxon