Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 395

Everyone was on edge, holding their breaths as they scanned the surroundings warily.

I leaned against the wall, panting, my gaze falling to my hands covered in blood...

But I had only nicked Archer's arm with the knife, it shouldn't have resulted in so much blood on my hands.

Instinctively hiding my hands behind me, I frantically rubbed the fresh blood off my hands.

It wasn't me... I didn't do it.

But why was there blood on my hands?

"It was her!" James suddenly pointed the finger at me. "I saw the blood on her hands."

"Crazy... figures, anyone associated with that lunatic is a lunatic!"

Emotions were running high among the crowd.

"If you ask me, if that lunatic doesn't let us out, we should just kill his wife," James whispered, inciting those around him to take action against me.

"Yeah! Let us out or we're going to kill her!" They surrounded me, shouting at the cameras.

I sat on the floor, my body tense, and spoke firmly. "Killing me won't help. Caleb is definitely not behind this, and even if he was... killing me wouldn't solve your problems. He's already abandoned me."

"Pfft, killing you would at least be satisfying," someone retorted, expressing a desire to kill me to vent their frustration.

I clenched my fists, trying to remain calm. "Instead of wasting time on me, we should look for a way out before the next blackout. Haven't you noticed? Every time the power goes down, someone dies."

"If I had the strength to kill someone and hang them from the ceiling, I wouldn't be sitting here listening to your nonsense." I pushed myself off the wall, standing up, keeping a wary eye on those surrounding me.

They could attack at any moment, and right now, I was on my own...

"We found the exit!"

Just as James was about to make his move, Dexter's voice echoed from the end of the hallway.

Everyone instantly turned and dashed towards the source of the voice.

"Phoebe..." Dexter was running in the opposite direction. He glanced back and whispered, "They're all on the sixteenth floor, follow me."

Dexter grabbed my wrist, leading me towards the end of the hallway.

My breathing grew heavier, and my headache worsened.