Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 332

I glanced back at Dexter with a smirk.

Back when I was snatched away and killed, Dexter just wouldn't believe I was dead. He thought it was all my own ploy, a ruse to throw everyone off. He even hindered the police investigation, contributing to my untimely demise.

Now, he's utterly convinced Melody didn't stage her own disappearance, that she was coerced.

Oh, the hypocrisy.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, I seem to recall that when all the evidence pointed to Phoebe being a victim, you were adamant that she wouldn't just up and die," said Robin, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he called Dexter out.

Dexter blinked, his gaze inadvertently shifting to me.

I scoffed and looked away.

"Phoebe..." Dexter started to explain. "Phoebe, after all, Melody did save my life..."

I rubbed my temples, feeling the onset of a headache.

Save, save, save.

"Are you out of your mind?"

I wanted to say it wasn't Melody who saved him back then, but he wouldn't believe that, given I had already told him once before.

Fed up with Dexter, I turned to Colin. "Can you find out where she's hiding? By muddying the waters for the cops, she's in cahoots with the butcher behind the dismemberment case, isn't she?"

"Phoebe, what does this have to do with the dismemberment case? You can't just assume..." Dexter tried to defend Melody.

I shot him an irritated glance.

Dexter fell silent.

"The victim of the dismemberment case is still fighting for their life in the hospital, and with the police distracted by her disappearance, that's why Robin got hurt!" Stella said angrily, gripping Robin's injured arm. "Look at this! The blade was in his arm—if it had been his chest, he'd be a goner!"

Robin winced. "Hey, hey, take it easy on the arm."

Stella let go, embarrassed. "Sorry."

Robin massaged his forehead, feeling cursed by the turn of events.