Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 389



The floor was littered with three bodies, one of whom I recognized from the orphanage. The other two were strangers to me, not from the orphanage, but their presence here was a mystery.

Relief washed over both Bran and me upon not finding Colin among the deceased.

"These two were traffickers," Bran announced, eyeing the unidentified bodies.

Surprised, I asked, "How can you tell?"

"There's a tattoo here," Bran pointed to a tattoo behind one of the trafficker's ears, a cross emblem.

"The victims of the dismemberment cases had similar mutilated emblems behind their ears," Bran frowned, scanning our surroundings. "He's got to be okay. We need to get out of here."

I glanced around frantically.

Colin, please be safe.

"Is this the only way to get to the 17th floor?" I asked Bran anxiously.

"As far as I've found, yes. But I can't be sure it's the only one," Bran shook his head.

another way up to

I could do was pray

On the 17th floor.

waiting in the open space at the center

by Melody as if he hadn't

I was starting to wonder if it had all been

asked, panic rising when I couldn't spot Colin on the

probably behind all

to stir the pot. "Remember the voice that said the killer is among us? I bet it's Colin. He's

a serial

him. The mad genius from the foster home..."

Annora's husband, Jaxon, also

"I swear, that

doubt about it! It's

that Carter guy burn

Colin? If this continued, they might really start believing Colin was the murderer and harm him. "No way, he saved

wouldn't be fun anymore. That maniac wants to play us till we drop,"

joined in, yelling,

genius. Killing us would be a piece of cake for him. We can't just sit around waiting