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.

At least, it feels safer that way,” Zack suggested as he looked at Michael.

Michael nodded. “Continue.”

at midnight to lure that guy out. There’ll be

frowned. “What a terrible idea. Are you

Yasmin’s gaze

on me once again. She asked softly, “Stephie, you don’t look too well. Are you

Chapter 3

”

She almost got you killed.” Michael held tightly

annoyance.

coffee in it. The pain in

let her do it! We already have a

She owes Yasmin one, so let her atone

it. She resembles Yasmin a little anyway,

panic, hoping to hear him reject the idea.

that I was afraid of the dark. Why in the world

with his cold gaze for a long

one, so

one reply from him felt like a thousand arrows piercing

lost grip of the cup full of hot coffee, and it spilled all over my

the coffee was piping hot, I felt as

my life and still failed to warm

Yasmin did it without lifting a finger.

not going…” I rejected. There was no way I would risk my life like this.

eyes teared up. “Stephie didn’t

stairs.”

Michael suddenly

Even Yasmin

was

up and rushed toward me.

in dread. “Michael, I’m not going!”