Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 393



"Let's focus on finding a way out first," Melody said nonchalantly, a hint of a smirk on her lips. "There's no point in bickering if we're all going to die here anyway."

The others glanced around, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, let's find the exit. There's plenty of time for revenge after that."

Dexter turned to Melody. "Any idea where the exit might be?"

Melody eyed the corridor. "There's a difference between this floor and the one above. The emergency exits are blocked, but the structure of the building should be consistent. Even if the layout is complex, there has to be a pattern we can follow."

"Enough with the riddles," Bran snapped back, his voice low. "Not helping."

Melody's expression darkened, clearly angered by Bran's comment.

Without saying a word, she simply raised her hand. "Then you find the exit."

Bran scoffed. "Remember when I said we should work together first? Looks like I was right."

Melody pointed to Jaxon's body. "Seems like someone did die, so I wouldn't call it a total loss." As the argument heated up, Dexter intervened, annoyed. "Is this really the time for a fight?"

"We'll look for the exit," Bran motioned for Annora and Zoe to follow.

"What if you find it and don't tell us?" James stepped in front of Bran, blocking his path.

We were suddenly surrounded.

Bran asked, his voice

pointed at me, suggesting they keep me as a hostage to ensure they'd share the exit

try," Bran shot back coldly. "Think I

me behind would give James an opportunity

survive," James said with a smile, looking at me. "She's close to that lunatic. Keeping

Bran, hiding a dagger up my sleeve. "Just come back for us

me as a

with their

n't stand a chance

we

to argue, but he held back. "Call if

I nodded.

mocking look before turning away, clearly enjoying the

was grim, but he managed to slip something into my hand

but quickly hid

a small, curved knife, a perfect fit

over the dagger," James

cooperate, or else..."

handed over

if to search me, and I warned him. "Don't push it, or we'll all

their turf,

grabbing my chin. "That madman seems very fond of you rushing to your aid, keeping you