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.

think

terrified as I called for someone through

“Anyone…”

sounds came through the earpiece, but no

felt something was off, so I kept calling Michael’s phone.

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

to 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 Yas, you’ll have to pay with

tracks in fear, wanting to explain.

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suddenly covered

much as I could, but it was in vain. Soon, I fell

unconscious.

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I woke up groggily on the day of the incident, I found myself in a huge wooden crate. It was the kind that was

was a slight opening I could use to see

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

his

was messy. Even though his hair covered half of his face, I was still amazed by what

no one would describe a

well–defined. He also had pure dark hair and pale skin. It was obvious that he was mixed race.

was radiating an aura of

dare to make any noise.

he was searching for something. He looked everywhere and picked up an ax before. dragging it out.

mouth in dread and carefully climbed out

run far, I was knocked unconscious from the back and

I saw the ax that

the most perfect piece of art

It sounded like his voice was