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.

you ruining me... I should be married with kids by now, living a happy family life, all because

hatred, blaming Phoebe Caldwell

face was turning red, the sense of impending death enveloping

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

people over,

Archer kept a tight grip on me.

"Crazy woman."

I was about to lose consciousness from suffocation, the lights went out

lights on this floor seemed to

I plunged the dagger Dexter gave me into his

pain and

ground, my head pounding from the lack of

memories... seemed to be breaking

of her

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

a chair, the one I had just

and yet it seems I haven't scared

memory, my laughter was

was Zoe, her eyes red from crying, naked, with traces of blood

she had

On the

Archer was also naked,

wide with

with terror. "Phoebe

you maniac, what are

Content to do!"

who can't control

should be eu pret

hand, and stabbed

Clean and decisive.