Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276 

I nodded with a sense of relief washing over me. “Thank goodness no one tried to steal you away from me…” 

That Dexter, with his smug attitude, still had a swarm of admirers. It was baffling, really. 

In fairness, Dexter had his charms: tall, from a well–off family, and in my memory, the girls who fell for him did so with a frightening intensity. But the only one who ever got close enough to Dexter was Melody. 

And that had to mean Melody had some tricks up her sleeve. 

She would have been perfect for a role in one of those historical dramas, like a queen in Game of Thrones, destined to survive until the very end. 

Ever since ‘Phoebe‘ supposedly bit the dust, Melody had been playing the fragile damsel, careful not to show her true ‘talents‘ since she knew a killer was lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at her. She had been playing it safe for a while. 

But I was certain she wouldn’t stay low forever. 

Today, I singed her hair and nearly scarred her face–she wouldn’t forget that in a hurry. She must be plotting her revenge. 

Besides, Melody always believed Colin was the mastermind behind the murders. I bet Henry’s move against Colin had her fingerprints all over it. 

She was truly wicked, a match made in heaven for Dexter. They should be chained together for all eternity. 

How had I not seen it before? For that, 1 probably deserved to die once. 

“Phoebe… it hurts so much.” Colin, seeing me spaced out, tried desperately to catch my attention, rolling up his sleeve to show the purplish bruises and scrapes that hadn’t healed properly. 

Worried, I inspected the injuries on his arm, knowing they were likely the least of his 

concerns. 

I wanted to check the rest of his wounds, but he just held me tight. “Phoebe… Dexter’s awful. He’s trying to take you away; he won’t let me see you; his guys beat me up.” 

Colin whispered his grievances against Dexter. 

“This is his work,” Colin pointed to the most swollen spot, clearly a recent injury, probably inflicted when he crashed into the Fitzgerald estate and got into it with the Fitzgerald family’s security. 

“And this too,” he continued his litany of complaints. 

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Chapter 276 

I stayed silent the whole way back to Colin’s place, fuming inside. Dexter and Henry 

teaming up against Colln was a clear sign they were out for blood. 

Once we got back, Eric had a doctor tend to Colin’s wounds before leaving. 

“Phoebe, it’s so painful… Dexter must be out for my life,” Colin said innocently, looking like he’d suffered the greatest injustice. 

Clasping my hands together, I vowed to remember this hatred for Dexter. 

“Rest up, try to get some sleep,” I soothed Colin, urging him to rest while I went downstairs to grab my phone and dial Dexter. 

“Dexter, you’re such a jerk,” I lashed out as soon as the call connected. “You’re utterly repulsive!”