Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 412

Chapter 412

"I swear, he's watching us through those cameras, and he's got some secret way of bringing people in. We've got to find him, or we're just puppets dancing on his strings," I frowned, glaring at the security camera mounted on the ceiling.

Using surveillance to manipulate the game-it was insane...

Suddenly, one of the masked figures stirred, whimpering and struggling to speak. But with their mouth stitched shut, even the slightest movement drew blood.

Annora and Stella turned away, horrified, while Melody instinctively averted her gaze. It was a ghastly sight.

I stepped forward, holding the masked person down, and carefully cut the stitches with my knife.

"He...he's on this floor...the madman..." the person gasped in terror, pointing towards the direction from where they'd been brought in. "There's a...control room...he's in there."

Colin and Robin pried up the floorboards, revealing a passage leading to the fourteenth floor.

"Be careful..." Robin tugged at Colin, urging caution.

I gave Colin a look, then swiftly tied my hair up with a strip torn from the masked person's shirt. "You guys go ahead. I'll pay our friend a visit." We wouldn't get far if we didn't take him down.

"I'm coming with you!" Dexter said, clutching my arm. It was too dangerous.

I glanced at Colin, who was watching me intently, wanting to come along.

Dexter's hand and picking up

eyed the camera in

go

bet the guy behind the controls isn't much of a

didn't need words to

look like we've left. Cover for her," Colin said, pulling a dazed Bran along and giving me

my Colin, always a step ahead, laying the groundwork

complex expression, as if he wanted to say something but then, seemingly defeated,

never be Phoebe,

You're too

you gone yet!" Stella lashed out at Melody, losing control.

have died if

QUMS

glared at Melody with hatred. "You're the one who should

dropping any pretense and laughing bitterly. "You won, is this what you wanted? To make me the target, the one everyone suspects, to let me suffer like Rhoebe

Was

wasting time,"

their departure providing a distraction, I quickly slid

to see who was

I disabled the door's lock mechanism with my knife and

a short passage, which lit up entirely the moment

this

the control room, I eyed the person