Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 394



I knew what James was up to. He was convinced Colin was the murderer and wanted to push Colin to his limits, hoping to provoke him into revealing himself.

Clutching the knife in my hand, I began to back away slowly.

James's laughter grew more maniacal, as if my fear was fueling his joy. "Come on then? Don't say I haven't been good to you," he taunted the men around him.

Some of them looked shell-shocked, understandably so since Jaxon's body was still dangling from the rafters, and they weren't in the mood.

But there were always the wild ones...

Like Archer.

"Do you remember me?" Archer's voice was deep as he approached me.

I frowned, who was he?

"Phoebe Caldwell..." he sounded unhinged as he suddenly grabbed my neck, calling me Phoebe Caldwell.

I looked at him, puzzled. Could he recognize me too?

"You've got the wrong person; she just looks a bit like Phoebe Caldwell," James tried to caution Archer, to avoid any fatalities. "You're crazy, seeing Phoebe Caldwell in everyone."

Clearly, Archer was beyond reason, ignoring James's words. "Remember this... all thanks to you."

Archer began to unbuckle his belt.

I panicked, trying to break free from his grasp.

But he was too strong.

As he dropped his pants, I instinctively closed my eyes, not wanting to see.

it wasn't for you ruining me... I should be married with kids by now, living a

hatred, blaming Phoebe Caldwell for

red, the sense of

get a hold of yourself," Yale seemed scared too, seeing that

few people over,

grip on me. "Die, Phoebe Caldwell, you maniac,

"Crazy woman."

was about to lose consciousness from

lights on this floor seemed to flicker off

the suffocation, I plunged the dagger Dexter gave me into

screamed in pain and finally let

the ground, my head pounding from the lack of

seemed to be breaking through the surface at

advantage of

have you violated her?" I remembered standing in the basement of

chair, the one I had

seems I haven't scared you... daring to do

my

eyes red from crying,

had

On the

Archer was also naked,

eyes wide with

with terror. "Phoebe

you maniac,

to do!" Content

who can't control

should be eu pret

in hand, and stabbed

Clean and decisive.