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

was nervous and terrified as I called

“Anyone…”

came through the earpiece, but no one was listening to me.

was off, so I

in annoyance, “Stephanie, are you done?

Yas 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

my tracks in fear,

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hands suddenly covered my mouth

my hand. I struggled as much as I could, but it was

unconscious.

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I found myself in a huge wooden crate. It was the

could use to see

I saw a large figure of a hooded

saw his face.

though his hair covered half of his face,

describe a killer as attractive.

were light blue. His facial features were well–defined. He also had pure dark hair

was radiating an

and didn’t dare to make any

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

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

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

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

of art

sounded like his voice was damaged.