Revenge After Death

Chapter 21

I sat on the interrogation chair and stared at Zion in despair, who was arranging his notes. “It wasn’t like that,” I said in a hoarse voice, feeling I was about to lose my last and only hope.

I desperately hoped that the police would find out the truth about Yasmin and clear my name so I could… rest in peace.

Yet, based on the current situation, not only would the truth never be known, but my body would never be found.

“Officer Landon, she’s lying. She’s a liar,” I whispered in a hoarse voice.

Why didn’t you believe me?

Why wouldn’t anyone believe in me?

Why did everyone believe in Yasmin?

“Officer Landon, we’ve spoken to the people who knew Stephanie Carlson. None of them had good comments on her. Sounds like Stephanie had a terrible personality,” said Phil Jeffers as he walked into the interrogation room.

“On the other hand, Yasmin Bailey seems like a kind person. She almost got killed when Stephanie pushed her off the stairs. But she chose not to report it to the police and forgave Stephanie instead.”

Phil was obviously siding with Yasmin.

Zion stopped writing his notes and said, “What you have heard or seen may not be the truth.”

“What is the truth then?” Phil was puzzled.

“Evidence.” Zion pointed at his notes. “I only believe in evidence.”

Humans might be complicated and unpredictable, but evidence would never lie.

I stared helplessly at Zion, not putting much hope on him anymore.

No one would believe me, not until my body was found.

“Office Landon, Steve’s examination report’s out. There are some old electrocuted burns on his body. Apparently, he had

I managed to take a peek at

well as hideous scars caused by repetitive

have a pretty face, but his body is fully covered with scars. Some sick psycho in the

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advantage of him since he’s got the looks and was mentally ill. Those

through the examination report in silence, and then he said, “He has nothing to do with this case. Besides, his mental illness history could pardon him from legal

getting to.

He might hurt ordinary civilians

murderer! A murderer!” I shouted at

he letting Steve go?

mentally ill.

he need to pay for what he had done? He’s a

matter how unfortunate his life was, that didn’t change the fact that

had killed so

else

know of.”

asked for it. No one asked them to go to that

he didn’t think Steve was

so I angrily left the interrogation room.

idiot! The murderer was right in front of him, yet

might die because of

front of the police station. For some reason, I could feel

his shoulders as he felt cold in the

night temperatures. Yet, Steve only had

bailed you out, Steve. So wait here.” Zion came out for a cigarette.

be surprised that someone actually bailed a psycho

the entrance and stared at Steve, feeling

suddenly raised his head and glanced in my