Revenge After Death

Chapter 3

That day, I was in so much pain that I fainted.

When I woke up, it was daytime. That was six days before the incident.

After the rain, the sun was shining brightly. I struggled to get up from the ground. The blood between my legs had already dried.

“I’m scared, Michael. What should we do?”

Yasmin’s cries were coming from the living room. She kept shaking as she said she was targeted by the killer.

She was afraid to die.

“Michael, we’ve checked the surveillance footage. Yasmin was indeed targeted. Should we call the police?”

“No, Michael… Don’t call the police. This killer is cruel and specifically targets young women.

“The police have already found six bodies, but they can’t even find him. If we were to anger him…

Yasmin shook her head in fear. She didn’t want to call the police at all.

“Yas, don’t be afraid.” Michael held onto Yasmin as he comforted her gently.

It wasn’t like he didn’t know how to be gentle. It was just that he had never shown me the slightest bit of gentleness.

I stood still and felt awkward. It felt wrong to leave. But it didn’t feel right to stay either.

“Yasmin, when you were in Serenity Lane yesterday, what were you wearing?” Michael’s best buddy, Zack Ziegler, asked.

“A red one–piece dress.” After Yasmin said that, she glanced at me. “Stephie…”

I didn’t say anything and avoided her gaze. I walked to the kitchen with py legs shaking. I wanted to get something to eat.

“Michael, I have a plan. Let’s lure out the killer and catch him before we call the police.

fail. At least, it feels safer that way,” Zack suggested

Michael nodded. “Continue.”

that guy out. There’ll be cameras everywhere,

frowned. “What a terrible idea. Are you letting

Yasmin’s gaze

softly, “Stephie, you don’t look too

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got you killed.” Michael held tightly onto Yasmin as he

annoyance.

hot coffee in it. The pain

it! We already have a candidate here!”

one, so let her atone for her

She resembles Yasmin a little anyway, so

hoping

Why in the world

He looked at me with his cold gaze for

so you

felt like

fingers went numb. I lost grip of the cup full of hot coffee, and

hot, I felt as if I had lost all

a decade of my life and

other hand, Yasmin did it without lifting

was no way I

“Stephie didn’t mean to push me

stairs.”

her!” Michael suddenly erupted with rage.

Even Yasmin

Yasmin was

got up and rushed toward

dread. “Michael,