Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter and Phoebe) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150 

Melody was hanging by a thread, quite literally. Whether the rope was cut or burned, when she fell, it would be her end. 

Dexter was freaking out. “What the hell are you cops good for? Do something, damn it! You promised to keep her safe!” 

I couldn’t help but snort. Now he’s desperate. 

“You’ve seen how smart the perp is. We’re cops, not wizards. Give us a minute,” Robin snapped at Dexter, clearly annoyed by his clamor. 

Robin was sweating bullets as he eyed the intricate setup of ropes. 

“This guy’s a bloody Houdini… If the candle’s moved or goes out, the heat’s gone, the airflow changes, and those little ball bearings will drop just like a row of dominoes. The blade gets released, the rope still snaps, and Melody–she dies all the same.” 

And if you mess with those bearings too early, the weight shifts, and it’s game over anyway. 

Melody didn’t dare to move a muscle. 

“Dexter… please, save me. I’m scared,” Melody sobbed out to Dexter. 

“I’d advise you to keep it down. This whole setup’s more sensitive than a spirit level. Keep shouting, and you’ll meet your maker even sooner,” I warned Melody, frowning deeply. 

Melody’s face turned red as she tried to stifle her cries, too afraid to yell any longer. 

Looking up at Melody, for some reason, I felt an inexplicable rush of…satisfaction. I admit it. I have a dark side. I didn’t want to save her. 

I knew Colin could do it, but selfishly, I didn’t want Colin to save her. 

Robin turned to Cory and the other officers. “Every move’s a gamble here. When’s the rescue team getting here?” 

They’d called for a cherry picker, but it wasn’t going to be quick. 

“But it’s gonna take time for the rig to get here. This is an industrial zone, best case–twenty minutes…” 

Twenty minutes, obviously longer than Melody could wait. 

“What do you mean, twenty minutes? In twenty minutes, that rope will have snapped already!” Dexter continued to lash out in panic. He spun around to face Colin. “Is it you? Did you do this, lure us here on purpose? You’re the murderer; it’s gotta be you!” 

Dexter had Colin in his sights. 

Colin just stood there, cool as a cucumber, not saying a word. 

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Chapter 150 

“Don’t go barking up the wrong tree.” I snapped at Dexter. 

“If it weren’t for him pinpointing this place, we’d have found her too late, if at all,” Robin intervened, trying to get Dexter to cool his jets. 

Colin remained still, a low pressure all around him. Maybe it was my imagination, but I thought I saw a hint of a smirk in Colin’s eyes. 

Just my imagination, surely. 

“It’s definitely him. Why else would he know about this place?” Dexter was still raving. 

“Mr.