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.

feet, clutching myself,

the station!” the police claimed.

the officers, I

alley,

He moved as if

a bitter laugh escaping me. “Dexter, I don’t love you anymore.”

this supposed gratitude

me go, please. I need to let myself go,” I begged, my voice choked with

for me;

at him with an ashen look, “Dexter, I can’t love you

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Chapter 12

not following. Probably disgusted by the shame

blood to the ground. I limped into the squad car, feeling

didn’t mention the man

was like a devil of the night, appearing and

My foot numb with pain; I stumbled

and I shivered, curling up on the

umbrella was held over

to see an

and I’m heading to the hospital. I can take

he spoke again, “I’m a Detective, Robin Lancaster. There’s no

stood and

said, noting the blood.

napkins, “It’s fine. I’ll get my car washed

feeling uneasy but