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.

revenge on Yasmin if we fail. 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 cameras everywhere, and we will

terrible idea. Are you

Yasmin’s gaze

She asked softly, “Stephie, you don’t look too well.

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

annoyance.

with a cup of hot coffee in it. The pain in my heart instantly spread

her do it! We already have a

almost got Yasmin killed. She owes Yasmin one, so let

Let Stephanie do it. She resembles Yasmin a little anyway, so she should go!”

Michael in panic, hoping to hear

knew that I was afraid of the dark. Why in the world would I go somewhere shady like

He looked at me with his

owe Yasmin one, so you must

like a thousand arrows

grip of the cup full of hot coffee,

hot, I felt as if I

a decade of my life and still failed to warm this

hand, Yasmin did it

There was no way I would risk

eyes teared up. “Stephie didn’t mean to push

stairs.”

suddenly erupted

Even Yasmin

Yasmin was shocked.

and rushed toward me.

in dread. “Michael, I’m