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.

do you propose?" Bran

they keep me as a hostage

Bran shot back coldly. "Think I don't

behind would give James

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

look for the exit," I whispered to Bran, hiding a dagger up my sleeve.

taking me as a hostage, it would only

and with their

n't stand a chance

we

wanting to argue, but he held back. "Call if

I nodded.

mocking look before turning away, clearly enjoying

managed to slip something into my hand as he

quickly hid it in my

have been a small, curved knife, a perfect fit for my

the dagger," James demanded, knowing I was

cooperate, or else..."

over my dagger to

and I warned him. "Don't push it, or we'll all go

on their turf,

chin. "That madman seems very fond of you rushing to your