Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 17

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

Chapter 17 “Whatever, you're not worth it.” Dexter snapped, shaking off my arm and storming away.

| didn’t bother with a response; Dexter was prone to his fits of madness, after all.

| headed into my bedroom to organize and pack for my upcoming study abroad.

Just two months, it'll fly by: I'll be free soon, I thought.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Back then, | naively thought that once | left the country two months later, everything would be over.

But as fate would have it, | still met my end at Dexter's hands. My life was saved by Dexter, and it was also taken by him. With my last breath, our debts to each other were settled.

The thunderous boom of lightning snapped me back to reality.

| slapped myself, and without feeling any pain, | realized | was dead.

No more needs to live in agony and torment.

The police arrived and took away the knocked-out Colin.

Kyle was whisked away in an ambulance.

| “Mr. Fitzgerald, any word on your sister?” Robin stepped out of the police cruiser and asked.

Dexter furrowed his brow, “She can't hide for long.” Robin didn’t respond, instead bending down to pick up a photograph from the ground.

1 It was the passport photo | had prepared for studying abroad, the one Dexter had shown to Colin.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

Robin paused after he stared at the image of me, his brow crinkling as if in deep thought.

We had met before: Robin must have remembered.

“Did someone harass your sister outside the Nocturne Club two months ago?” Robin, a detective, had an excellent memory.

Dexter seemed to recall the incident after a pause, “Right... that happened.” Robin looked up at Dexter, “The Fitzgeralds hold a prominent position in Sea City. Surely your sister wouldn't need to resort to that kind of profession, right?” Dexter's expression soured, “Officer Robin, Phoebe isn’t what you're insinuating.” | couldn't help but laugh bitterly to myself; he wasn’t defending my honor, but the honor of the Fitzgerald family.

“My apologies. | misunderstood,” Robin said, shaking the photograph. “This picture is clearer 1/2 13:15 Chapter 17 than those fancy portraits you provided. I'll take this with me. If there's any news of your sister. you'll know.” Dexter drove off, and Robin spoke with gravity, “Check into the harassment case at Nocturne Club from two months ago. See if there's any connection to this case.” “Robin, do you suspect Phoebe was targeted long before this?” “The perp’s victims were all women who frequented Nocturne and lived lavish and disordered lives.” Robin confirmed with a nod.

SF HR

Report chapter Comments

Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Notify