Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 311

"Dr. Damian..." The doctor beside him was clearly uncomfortable; what was happening seemed fundamentally inhumane.

Any doctor with a shred of conscience wouldn't want to torment a patient with mental illness.

Colin was a patient, but he was also a human being.

The other doctors averted their eyes, simmering with anger but silent in their protest.

At Sea City Mental Health Sanatorium, next to the director, was Damian. And since Damian was married to the director's daughter, he was essentially the most powerful and influential person there.

No one dared to challenge him.

No one dared to question him.

Damian glanced coldly at the hesitant doctor. "This kind of experimental data is a rare opportunity."

I gripped Colin's hand tightly, glaring at Damian with fury. "You're the real monster here."

Damian simply looked at me, his expression unreadable.

Nearby, Dexter seemed to realize something was off with Colin. "Dr. Damian, you just need to get him back quickly. There's no need for—"

"Dexter," Melody, with tears in her eyes, interrupted before he could finish. "Dexter, when Caleb loses it, it's terrifying. Let's not interfere; the doctors must have their reasons."

Dexter frowned, glancing at me subconsciously. It was as if he was searching for a plea in my eyes. As if my asking would prompt him to keep advocating for me.

But I didn't ask.

I just held Colin's hand tighter. "Can you hold on? Shall we go home?"

Colin's breathing became labored, his gaze losing focus.

He seemed like a walking corpse, numb... soulless.

Chemical restraints could imprison his spirit, paralyze his body...

Damian's mouth curled into a smirk as he saw the drugs taking effect.

"Colin, come here," he commanded again.

His voice was tinged with excitement, as if conducting some macabre experiment.

Colin stiffened, wincing slightly, as if fighting an intense internal battle. He let go of my protective hand.

In that moment, my eyes filled with tears. I clung to him helplessly, not wanting to let the drugs take hold, knowing it was futile, that it wasn't his choice.

"Colin, push her away, and come back with me," Damian ordered once more.