Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter and Phoebe) novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146 

Robin gaped at Colin, then back at the forensic expert who had just arrived on the scene. 

Dr. Quinton removed his mask, eyeing Colin with a mix of curiosity and respect. “You’ve got quite the nose on you.” 

“It must be from when the murderer injected the victim with ketamine; there was a struggle, and some of the drugs got onto his clothes. Anesthetics like that are heavily regulated.” 

Robin turned to Cory, “Check it out!” 

But this was a broad lead, and finding the murderer in a short span of time was a tall order. 

“The scene’s been compromised; not many clues left.” Dr. Quinton frowned, surveying the mess of footprints scattered across the floor. 

Dexter averted his eyes guiltily, keeping mum. He knew he was at fault here. 

“He hasn’t gone far, he’s nearby.” Colin suddenly spoke with a conviction that drew everyone’s attention towards the door. 

“Who’s out there!” an officer, hearing noises outside, charged out with a team in tow. 

“Clean up the scene, lock it down,” Robin commanded the officers, taking control of the situation. 

I took Colin’s hand and led him to the hallway, leaving the police to their investigation. He seemed deep in thought, furiously calculating something. 

“The next one, the next… Timing, location.” Colin crouched on the floor, murmuring to himself as if trying to predict the murderer’s next move. 

“What a nutcase, acting all mysterious,” Dexter scoffed, his voice dripping with scorn as he insinuated Colin was off his rocker. 

Colin glared at Dexter with an icy detachment. “If you hadn’t barged in… I could have found him.” 

If Dexter hadn’t interfered, Colin was sure he could have followed the trail straight to the murderer, who was watching from the shadows. 

But now, they’d spooked the quarry. 

“You stop spouting that nonsense. For all we know, you could be the murderer. How else would you know so much about the drugs used, guessing the murderer’s MO so accurately?” Dexter’s temper flared as he faced Colin, looking like he was ready to throw a punch. 

I stepped in front of Dexter, shielding Colin, and slapped Dexter across the face. “Shut your mouth.” 

Dexter, struck by me for the second time, would have made me regret it in the past, but I was 

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Chapter 146 

Foebe now, and he couldn’t use the same threats he used against Phoebe to intimidate me. 

I wasn’t going to fall for his old tricks anymore. 

“Foebe Larson,” His voice darkened as he called my name, a twisted smile playing on his lips. “You play Phoebe’s part well.” 

Perhaps he could always see a bit of Phoebe in me. 

“Shameless,” I muttered, feeling like even my hand was sullied from hitting him. 

“If you’re so keen on playing Phoebe, then have at it,” Dexter’s voice was cold with threat.