Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 26

Stella cowered behind Robin, too terrified to look.

Colin was the first to walk in. He was limping slowly, each step seeming to take an eternity.

Maybe it was just my imagination, but I felt he was shaking. I couldn’t tell if this trembling was out of fear or excitement.

“Phoebe…” His voice was a hoarse and grating rasp, the ruin of his vocals let out a suffocating

timbre.

“Phoebe?” Robin echoed, frowning as he turned on his phone’s flashlight.

“Thud!”

A dull sound as the woman who had been standing slumped straight onto the floor.

Robin’s expression darkened. He swiftly grabbed a stick nearby, holding it defensively as he scanned the area.

What lay before them was a body.

“Ah!” Stella, atter all was just a med student. Even with a tough exterior, she just never saw a real dead body. She screamed, covering her eyes and crouching down.

It took her a moment to lower her hands. She was crying as she asked Robin, “Robin… my legs have gone numb. I can’t look. Please check for me. Please see if it’s Phoebe…”

She didn’t dare confirm if the body was me.

And honestly, neither did I dare look.

mustered the courage to move

face of the corpse, Robin exhaled in relief, but

It wasn’t me.

flickered wildly, his eyes beginning to burn with unshed tears. Then, like

if he was in the throes of a psychotic break, the

be the one behind all these killings?

dialed the station, his call quickly followed by the

on the ground and

“Phoebe… where’s Phoebe?”

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too scared to look at the body, yet relieved it wasn’t mine.

Robin went out to

fighting the sense of defeat and simply

would this cycle of murder

be caused by drug

the coroner’s analysis, I laughed weakly. How could it have only been ten minutes?

halted, and as I snapped my head up, my whole body was

there was more than one

Colin have an accomplice? Or were there two individuals acting together, yet

similar methods?

the police back to the station, Robin

but don’t spook him. Bring him back safely.”

body at the old orphanage, but not the exact location,” Stella said. She was draped in a blanket, clutching a mug

shivering.

beside her, leaning on her shoulder.