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.

way, we can prevent him from seeking revenge on Yasmin if we fail. At

Michael nodded. “Continue.”

that guy out. There’ll be cameras everywhere,

a terrible idea. Are you letting your

Yasmin’s gaze

again. She asked softly, “Stephie,

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killed.” Michael held tightly onto Yasmin as he spoke

annoyance.

of hot coffee in it. The pain in my

do it! We already have a

owes Yasmin one, so let her atone for her sins!”

do it. She resembles Yasmin a little anyway, so

at Michael in panic, hoping

clearly knew that I was afraid of the dark. Why in

at me with his

one, so

felt like a thousand arrows

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

coffee was piping hot, I felt as if

life and still failed to warm

hand, Yasmin did

rejected. There was no way I would risk my life

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

stairs.”

her!” Michael suddenly erupted with

Even Yasmin

was

got up and rushed

my head in dread. “Michael, I’m not going!”