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.

for you ruining me... I should be married with kids by now, living a happy

was filled with hatred, blaming Phoebe Caldwell

face was turning red, the sense of impending

seemed scared too,

called a few people over, trying to pull

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

"Crazy woman."

I was about to lose consciousness

this floor seemed to flicker off at

plunged the dagger Dexter gave

in pain and

on the ground, my head pounding from the lack of

breaking through the surface

of

how many times have you violated her?" I

to a chair, the one I had

it seems I haven't scared you... daring to do such things to

my

red from crying, naked, with traces of blood

had

On the

Archer was also naked,

wide with

with terror. "Phoebe

you maniac,

Content to do!"

can't

should be eu pret

hand, and stabbed down

Clean and decisive.