Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 429



"I want you to live."Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

After checking the elevator, Colin's gaze landed on Silas.

He said he wanted Silas to live...

I knew it wasn't just about wanting 'Silas' the individual to survive, but rather, a desire for humanity and original goodness to prevail.

Deep down, everyone is inherently good...

Unless someone is a bad apple from the start, every person deserves a chance to make mistakes and then make amends.

Silas was just an ordinary guy in the crowd, drifting along without a real chance to choose his own path. He was so average, trying his hardest just to stay alive...

"If we get out..." Silas looked at Colin, managing a bloody smile. "If we're still alive... Let's all grab a beer... find me."

I looked down at Silas, smiling. "Yeah, the biggest round of beers on me."

Silas smiled back, but his focus slowly faded.

He couldn't hold on and passed out.

Robin averted his gaze, pressing the elevator button for the ground floor.

If we can make it out alive...

Let's all live well.

Just... keep going.

Cherish the people around us, cherish every day.

"Clank!"

Suddenly, the elevator jammed between the tenth floor.

I frowned at everyone inside.

I had checked the thirteenth floor's control panel and the others, just like how Dylan's control room had no connection to the rest.

Yet, someone behind the scenes still knew of our escape plan.

This only meant one thing: there was a traitor among us.

The elevator screeched, sparks flying.

The lights inside flickered on and off.

Colin instinctively tightened his grip on my right hand...

While Dexter, grabbed my left.

I tried to pull my left hand away in disgust, but he wouldn't let go.

The elevator stopped between the tenth and eleventh floors, the doors opening to a wall, looking ominously terrifying.

"What do we do, are we trapped here..." Annora cried out in fear, hiding behind Finn and Robin.

"It's stuck in a service area," Bran frowned, turning to Colin. "What now?"

"Clank!" Suddenly, the elevator dropped rapidly.

Colin pulled me into his arms, speaking sternly. "Everyone, squat down by the sides."

"Clank..." The elevator stopped at another service area, doors unable to close, sparks flying.

Annora cried out in terror, while Stella also curled up in Robin's arms.

Finn, pale with fright, cursed. "This is insane..."

"Someone's messing with the power, it's gonna get stuck if they cut it," I whispered, taking a deep breath.

"They're trying to kill us," Finn grumbled.

"They've found us..." Bran looked around warily. "One of us is definitely a spy."

Remembering what the madman on the eighteenth floor said, I'm among you...

Now, with the dead and injured

gone, those left were somewhat et

familiar with each other. Yet,

more familiar the faces, the e more likely one was the killer.

"Trust no one," Colin's voice was deep.

"Is it you!" Stella glared at Melody. "Are you trying to kill us?"

Melody sat on the floor, terrified and pale,

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"It has to be her, she's the most suspicious," Stella angrily accused, ready to kick Melody.

Melody, in fear, hid in Dexter's arms.

Dexter glanced at me instinctively.

I couldn't be bothered with him, standing up to examine the wall.

"Stella, cut the crap with your stirring and settling scores. You just think I caused Phoebe's death! Why don't you accuse yourself? You and Bran are suspicious too, all supposed to be dead, and now suddenly back!" Melody shot back angrily, clinging to Dexter's arm. "Dexter, don't believe her, it's not me."