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.

said, shaking off Dexter's hand

the camera in

go alone," Robin

the controls isn't much of a fighter," I said, looking back at

need words to understand each

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

but smile. That was my Colin, always a step ahead, laying the groundwork

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

laugh. "You'll never be Phoebe, no matter how hard you

it out! You're

lashed out at Melody, losing control.

if it wasn't for

QUMS

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

pretense and laughing bitterly. "You won, is this what you wanted? To make me the target, the one everyone suspects,

furrowed my brow. Was it not her

We're wasting time," Colin

providing a distraction, I quickly

was curious to see who was

disabled the door's lock mechanism with my knife and slipped in as

passage, which lit up

behind this was

room, I eyed the person sitting before the