Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 387

"15..."

That eerie voice kept counting down, mechanical yet inexplicably terrifying.

All of a sudden, Zoe lost it. Staring down the hallway, she called out in fear. "Carter..."

She broke free from Annora's grip, sprinting towards the end of the corridor as if possessed.

Bran paused, stunned, then, without a thought, chased after her.

"Colin..." Everyone seemed to have their survival instincts kick in, racing towards what they hoped was an exit at the end of the hallway.

Colin glanced back, trying to grab my wrist, but the crowd surged forward, tearing us apart.

In that moment of separation, the lights in the windowless corridor flickered out, plunging us into darkness.

At the same time, the mechanical countdown continued. "10, 9..."

I stood frozen, my feet glued to the floor. "Colin..."

I called out for Colin in panic, but my voice was lost amidst the chaos of fleeing figures.

Then, out of the inky blackness, a firm hand clasped my wrist, pulling me to a secluded spot.

Leaning against the wall, breathing heavily, I managed to ask, "Colin?"

The grip on my hand tightened, his anger palpable. "Are you out of your mind?"

His voice was a low growl, pulling me close for protection.

My body stiffened; it was Dexter...

"De..."

I barely started to speak when he covered my mouth.

Holding me from behind, Dexter whispered, "Quiet...listen, there's something off about Melody, and Caleb too. Everyone around you could be a threat...except me."