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.

Anyone? I think someone’s behind

nervous and terrified as I called for someone

“Anyone…”

but no one was

something was off, so I kept

the call, he yelled at me in annoyance, “Stephanie, are you done? Why

yesterday to tell her I had a marriage agreement with you and asked her to leave me, right? Listen to me. If anything happens to Yas, you’ll have to pay with your

halted in my tracks in

Chapter 5

of hands suddenly

phone fell from my hand. I struggled as much as I could, but

unconscious.

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I woke up groggily on the day of the incident, I found myself in a huge wooden

could use to

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

his

Even though his hair covered half of

would describe

that man’s eyes were light blue. His facial features were well–defined. He also had pure dark hair and pale skin. It was obvious that he

was radiating an aura of

dare to make

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

my mouth in dread and carefully climbed out of the wooden crate.

I was knocked unconscious

passed out, I saw the ax that the man

most perfect piece of art I’ve ever

rough. It sounded like his voice was damaged.