Revenge After Death

Chapter 8

“Michael, that man… He’s scary. He’s staring at me,” Yasmin said in a shaky voice behind me.

I turned around and took a glance. Yasmin was hiding behind Michael.

I let out a sigh of relief. That psycho wasn’t staring at me but at Yasmin.

It looked like he was staring angrily at Yasmin but remained silent.

“This is Steve from an orphanage nearby. He once snatched someone’s purse, but I caught him. I don’t think he’s a bad guy,” A policeman spoke for him.

I shook my head hard. “No. He’s a bad guy. He’s the killer!”

The police let go of Steve.

Steve pathetically got up from the ground. Since his legs were too long, his pants couldn’t cover his ankles.

I saw a terrifying scar on his calf. It looked like a burn mark from being electrocuted.

I was afraid that he would continue with the killing. Even though I was scared, I still followed him.

He walked to Yasmin’s side and spoke with a hoarse voice.

It was the same scratchy voice that sounded damaged.

“It was you…

Yasmin looked at the man in fear, and her body was trembling.

in shock. Did he

about Stephanie, please let us know

spoke with an apologetic tone, “I’m Zion Landon, and here’s my contact.

Zion’s name card

Michael Ford and Yasmin Bailey. Michael’s relationship with Stephanie isn’t that simple.”

how could

you know for certain that your sister has a mole on her chest

policeman was so shocked that he couldn’t close his mouth.

like a decent person, but he’s anything but

Chapter 8

on with the

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want to see him with Yasmin anymore.

the scene while limping. I wanted to

injured leg as he limped his way to an abandoned orphanage. Then, he

and looked around as

It was here.

where I

me here to

crime scene of the

see if I could

go to where he killed people. Instead, he entered an abandoned hostel. He went into a small room and

was messy and filled with

was obvious that he most

but I couldn’t find the basement where he killed me and the others.

wonder the police couldn’t find it after investigating for so