Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 12

I curled up and hugged my head, too scared to make a sound or look up.

The stench of blood and screams echoed through the alley as the rain poured down heavily, the darkness obliterating any chance of seeing the attacker’s face.

All I knew was that he was tall and ruthless, his blows meant to kill.

The sound of sirens brought my heart back from my throat.

“Police!” they exclaimed.

By the time the officers arrived, the tall shadow that had been dealing out violence stumbled away, leaving nothing but a pool of blood that confirmed he was real, not a figment of my imagination.

“Who did this?” one cop asked.

I stayed silent, still huddled in the corner.

“Some maniac. Aren’t you cops supposed to catch him?!” the victim railed.

The cop approached me, “Did you see who did this? Which way did the culprit go?”

Numbly, I shook my head. Even if I had seen, I wouldn’t tell. These men deserved it.

“They… they were going to assault me,” I croaked out.

The officer frowned, “Take everyone in!”

“Christ, she was dressed like that and we thought she was a hooker,” one of the assailants spat out in an attempt to smear my name.

struggled to my feet, clutching

the station!”

officers, I

the alley, I saw

looking disheveled. He moved as if

me. “Dexter,

and this supposed gratitude had left me battered and bruised.

need to let myself go,”

knew his rush wasn’t out of concern for me;

in the officer’s jacket, I forced a smile at him with

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disgusted by

was injured and dripped blood to the ground. I limped into the

I didn’t mention the man who had beaten the

devil of the night, appearing

statement, I was allowed to leave. My foot numb

shivered, curling up

umbrella was held over

up to see an officer.

I’m heading to the

he spoke again, “I’m a Detective, Robin

and eyed his car.

dirty,” I said, noting the blood.

me some napkins, “It’s fine. I’ll get

muttered, feeling uneasy but still getting into