Revenge After Death

Chapter 5

It was four nights away before the incident.

I was wearing a red one–piece dress and standing in an alley, shaking nonstop.

“Act natural.” Michael’s voice came through the earpiece I was wearing.

I walked from one end of the alley to the other multiple times. However, there was no one suspicious.

“Mike, could it be that the killer isn’t interested in her?”

“Haha! Even a killer isn’t interested in her.”

Michael’s buddies‘ mocking laughter could be heard through the earpiece.

I crouched on the ground with teary eyes. I had a sudden urge to cry out loud.

That night, I didn’t manage to lure out the killer.

I thought they would let me go, but that wasn’t the case.

Three nights before the incident, they still made me walk back and forth in Serenity Lane. But I still failed to lure out the person they were looking for.

Two nights before the incident, Yasmin came looking for me.

“Stephie, I’m sorry. I remembered it wrongly last time. I don’t think it was Serenity Lane.

“Instead, I think I was followed in Sunset Alley. Michael wants you to go there after work tonight. We will set up an ambush there in advance, so yell for us if something happens.

I believed her and went to Sunset Alley after work.

This time, someone really started following me.

I think someone’s behind

as I called for someone

“Anyone…”

the earpiece, but no one was

so I kept

he yelled at me in annoyance, “Stephanie, are you done? Why don’t you

asked her to leave me, right? Listen to me. If

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of hands suddenly covered my

as I could, but it was in

unconscious.

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day of the incident, I found myself in a huge wooden crate. It was the kind that was used

could use

up, I saw a large figure of a hooded man walking in from

saw his

very fair, and his hair was messy. Even though his hair

would describe

had

was radiating an

didn’t dare to

like he was searching for something. He looked everywhere and picked up an ax

in dread and carefully climbed out of the wooden crate. I wanted to run

I could run far, I was knocked unconscious from the back and fell

I passed out, I saw the ax that the man dragged out and his

perfect piece of art

It sounded like