Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 434

"Man, we should've just taken our chances sliding down the elevator together," Finn murmured under his breath.

"But the will to survive would've driven us out anyway, not knowing if staying in would've meant certain death," I said, making my way down, the dim light from the ground floor helping my eyes adjust to the darkness.

"Human beings, when faced with the unknown, always opt for the choice that seems safest," I turned to see Colin smiling at me, a smile that always brought comfort to my heart.

"After going through something like this, everyone starts to appreciate life more. Live well, stay out of trouble, treat people right. No bullying, no hurting others. Just be your best self, without causing or looking for trouble," Robin said, holding Stella close, his voice somber.

The series of tragedies and the deadly game that unfolded were the results of victims banding together.

In orphanages or schools, bullies enjoyed their momentary happiness, heedless of the harm they inflicted on the more vulnerable.

And when the tables turned, with the bullied adopting even more brutal methods, did the bullies ever regret their actions?

As we made our way from the seventh floor to the fourth, Dexter emerged. "The one who fell was from the Gene-Forge Collective, wearing a mask."

Dexter looked at me anxiously. "Are you hurt?"

Colin seemed slightly annoyed. "Why do you care if my wife is hurt?"

Ignoring Colin, Dexter scanned me from head to toe, relaxing only when he was sure I was unharmed.

Just as he was about to speak, Melody, crying, threw herself into his arms. "Dexter, I'm hurt... They tried to kill me in the chaos..."

Melody had found her rock in Dexter, crying into his embrace, clutching the stab wound on her belly, resentfully accusing me. "It must have been Foebe. She was the only one near me who wasn't hurt. She wanted me dead because I know her secret—that she's not Phoebe!"

I rolled my eyes. Some people's nature never changes. No matter if you save them, they'll still bite back. It's the classic tale of the Farmer and the Viper, the Man and the Wolf.