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.

are some old electrocuted burns on his body. Apparently, he had suffered long–term abuse

take a peek at the photos from where I was sitting.

as well as hideous

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

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got the looks and was mentally ill. Those sick bastards!” Lily couldn’t help but sympathize with

he said, “He has nothing to do with this case. Besides, his mental illness history could

what Zion was getting to. He wanted them

and aggressive. He might hurt ordinary civilians if we release him…” Phil was

a murderer! A murderer!” I shouted at

he letting

was mentally ill.

for what

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

so many innocent

attacked anyone else

of.” Phil shook his

one asked them to go to

think Steve

I angrily left

an idiot! The murderer was right in front of

die because of his stupid

at the front of the police station. For some reason, I could feel the bone–chilling wind, cold and

couldn’t help but lift his shoulders as he felt cold in the

was a notable difference in the day and night temperatures. Yet, Steve only

wait here.” Zion

actually bailed a

and stared at Steve,

keeping his head low, suddenly raised his head and glanced in my direction