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.

female officer, Lily Reyes, suddenly entered the room. She said solemnly, “Office Landon, Steve’s examination report’s out. There are

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

and cigarettes, as well as hideous scars

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

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taken advantage of him since he’s got the looks and was mentally ill. Those sick bastards!” Lily

nothing to do with this case. Besides, his mental illness history could pardon

what Zion was getting to. He wanted them to

aggressive. He might hurt ordinary civilians if

murderer! A murderer!” I shouted at

was he letting

was mentally ill.

need to pay for what he had

his life was, that didn’t change

killed so many

he ever attacked anyone else besides

know of.” Phil shook

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

think

so I angrily left

was right in front of him, yet he let him go again and again.

die because of his stupid

For some reason, I could feel the bone–chilling wind, cold and

but lift his shoulders as he felt

drew near, there was a notable difference in the day and night temperatures. Yet, Steve only had a ragged sweatshirt, ill–fitting pants, and

here.” Zion

someone actually bailed a psycho

and stared at Steve, feeling a little

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