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.

out. There are some old electrocuted

frowned and took the report from her. I managed to take

were old burns caused by electrocution and cigarettes, as well as hideous scars caused by repetitive whipping

pretty face, but his body is fully covered with

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looks and was mentally ill. Those sick bastards!” Lily couldn’t help

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

Zion was getting to. He wanted them to

hurt ordinary civilians if we release him…” Phil

a murderer! A murderer!” I shouted at

was he letting

mentally ill.

need to pay for what he had

his life was, that didn’t

so many innocent women.

anyone else besides Benson Lopez?”

of.” Phil

to go to that abandoned orphanage to find Steve.” Zion

he didn’t think Steve was guilty.

I angrily

was right in front of him,

because of his stupid

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

been released. He couldn’t help but lift his

and night temperatures. Yet, Steve only had a ragged sweatshirt, ill–fitting pants, and

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

to be surprised that someone actually

the entrance and stared at Steve, feeling

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