Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

"Crack." Another door swung open, and a figure stumbled out, tumbling to the ground.

I was shocked to see the person was James.

"He said he had cancer, got bail to be rushed to the hospital, how did someone snatch him from under the police's watch?" I asked, bewildered.

Colin didn't respond, instead, he handed me off to Bran. "Go grab something to eat. Before these folks come out, pick something to defend yourself with."

Colin was aware that the names on the list belonged to inherently vicious individuals.

With limited food and resources, they might not even wait for a police rescue, as they could turn on each other over sustenance and provisions. The mastermind behind this wanted exactly that - to see them turn on each other.

From the very first case of the serial killings, he had been exploiting the subtle connections between victims and survivors to orchestrate murders. James was lying on the ground, clearly struggling to stand due to low blood sugar.

When he opened his eyes and saw Colin, fear and a primal survival instinct kicked in, pushing him to his feet, and he ran towards the end of the hallway.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Crack." Another steel door opened, and out came Jaxon's wife.

The woman we went looking for, the one Jaxon had abused.

I was stunned and turned to Colin. "She... she's innocent, isn't she? How did she get caught up in this?"

"She's a victim," Colin frowned.

I took a deep breath.

So, the captured weren't just perpetrators but victims too?

"Zoe... Zoe, please, help me, I'm begging you. Zoe was captured with me, we were brought here together," the woman pleaded frantically with Colin and me for help.

I looked nervously at Colin. "Zoe is here too..."

"Bran, take her to get some food," Colin instructed Bran to take me to eat.

Bran nodded and tugged at my wrist.

I wanted

cause tray but knew I'd only

for Colin, so I

Gran in search of f

At the end of the hallway, we found a table laden with Western delights and a wall adorned with weapons.

Dexter was calmly eating, eyeing the weapons on the wall, choosing something suitable.

Although they were all melee weapons, knives, and axes were more than capable of killing. Melody wrapped up the leftovers with a tablecloth, clearly intending to keep them for herself.

"What are you doing?" I asked, annoyed. "You're taking everything, what about the others?"

Clearly, Melody and Dexter had no intention of leaving anything for the rest.

Melody gave me a cold glance and ignored me, moving to the wall of weapons. She picked out two sharp knives and began to hide the rest.

Swnry

Bran saw through her plan and grabbed Melody's wrist.

Dexter frowned and stepped in to stop Bran, tension mounting between the three.

I walked over, crouched down, and picked out a dagger for myself, and selected another for Colin.

Bran reached for the katana Melody had her eye on, but Melody blocked him.

"Put down the food and weapons."

presso

don't why... but I ended up the dagger against

Melody's

Pavel

throat.

I circled behind her, lowering my voice. "Drop them, or I swear, I'll end you."