Another victim had surfaced, and the revtion sent me reeling to my feet.
That lunatic, how could he have taken so many lives?
All those girls who were adopted from the orphanage were brutally murdered, one by one…
What was the reason behind this madness?
That maniac had dumped all the bodies from the orphanage, but kept mine. What was he nning to
do with my body?
Did he realize he had killed the wrong person? Or was it something else….
“We’ve caught Colin,” the officer reported, his breath shaky and his voice hoarse. “He didn’t run. He
just stood there and let us take him.”
“This time, on the body… we found…” He trailed off, struggling to continue.
“What did you find?” Robin demanded, the urgency clear in his voice.
The young officer shot a wary nce at Ste, debating whether to share the gruesome details. Ste
was already trembling, her breathing faint. “Just… tell us.”
“The eyes…” the officer took a deep breath. “The forensic expert examined and said the eyes in the
victim’s sockets were ced there post–mortem. They don’t belong to the victim. We suspect… they
might be Phoebe’s.”
Ste copsed to the ground, her face ashen.
The eyes…
Had Colin taken my eyes?
I was terrified, my whole body shaking.
What was he trying to aplish?
What did he want?
“He’s just a madman!” I cried out uncontrobly, sinking to the floor in tears.
Such brutality.
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Robin looked grim as he took a deep breath. “Take care of Ste. I’ll handle this.”
He wouldn’t let Ste go to the scene. She couldn’t handle that kind of horror.
“We can’t be sure until the tests are done. Don’t worry.” Robin said, scratching his head in frustration
before he took off.
I stayed by Ste’s side, sharing in her nk despair.
“Ste… I’m sorry. I’m gone and can’t keep our promise.”
We had made a pact that if neither of us found someone to marry, we would stay single and
retire together in some cozy city.
Now, that’s impossible.
Robin returned quickly.
The body was taken to forensics. The medical examiner was still working. These things take
time.
Dexter, hearing the news, arrived looking even more distraught than earlier.
“I don’t believe it… I just can’t!”
He refused to ept that those eyes in the corpse could be mine, but the autopsy results pped him
with the harsh truth.
Those were my eyes.
By now, Robin and the other officers were convinced I had been murdered. Even Ste sat dejected on
the floor, no longer resisting the truth. She believed I was dead.
Only Dexter, as if he’d heard some sick joke, bent overughing hysterically.
I had no strength left to confront him or to p some sense into him. It was pointless.
“Now, the only person left for the killer to target is probably Melody,” a female officer murmured.
Dexter’s eyes were bloodshot. “Fine, I’ll wait for him.”
“Ready to use Melody as bait now? Too bad, it’s toote,” Robin said meaningfully, shaking his head.
“People only realize what’s important after it’s gone. It’s tragic.”
Clutching his fists tightly, Dexter said nothing.
“Important? The best thing would be for her to die.” Heshed out at Robin, his eyes burning
red.
I knew he wished I was dead.
I sighed and, seeing Dexter’s current state, I couldn’t help but smile.
My death would be his release.
“Officer Robin, Colin confessed. He said he killed all of them; it was all his doing,” the junior officer
reported meekly from the doorway.
“Where’s Phoebe? Where’s her body!” Robin exploded. “That bastard.”
“He won’t say…”
I slumped into a chair. Colin still refused to reveal where my body was.
“Won’t say? That son of a bitch.” Robin lost control, and despite being an officer, he couldn’t hold back.
He stormed into the interrogation room, turned off the cameras, andnded a solid punch on Colin,
wrestling him to the floor.
Colinughed maniacally, blood trickling from his mouth, his eyes terrifyingly red.
“Where’s Phoebe? She wasn’t from the orphanage, so why did you kill her, why!” Robin screamed at
Colin.
“Soon you’ll see,” Colin rasped, delirious. “After Melody is dead.”
Soon, Phoebe’s body would be found.