Revenge After Death

Chapter 23

“Is it possible that we’re heading in the wrong direction? Maybe the murderer isn’t a male, but a female? Or maybe it’s Stephanie Carlson?” Lily told Zion her suspicion.

Zion remained silent.

I tried to explain to him, but it was no use. They couldn’t hear me crying or shouting.

I wondered why the murderer was putting my belongings on the victims after he had killed me.

First, it was my bracelet; Now, it was my earring.

What the hell was that lunatic trying to do?

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I followed Zion to the Godrey River. It was a remote area that was some distance away from the abandoned orphanage.

Obviously, the murderer had dumped the body into the river. Then, the body floated downstream and was found in such a desolate place.

I stood by the river and saw that body covered in white cloth. I couldn’t help but cover my eyes in fear.

Yes, even when I was dead, I was still as timid as ever.

“That’s Stephanie’s earring alright. The last body had Stephanie’s bracelet, and this one had her earring. What is the murderer trying to say?” Phil was puzzled.

“Lily might be right. Maybe the murderer is Stephanie Carlson! Even if it isn’t her, she’s definitely part of it.

“She’s now missing, and her friends insist that she’s still alive. So maybe she pretended she was missing, but the fact is, she’s the killer or accomplice!” Phil said angrily.

“I heard that Stephanie Carlson was in love with Michael Ford. They said she would do anything to get married to him.

someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the victims so she could provoke Michael and Yasmin?” Lily said

and shook my head desperately. “No, it

for a while, and then he said, “Get an

wanted list.”

onto shattered in a

standing before me. Then, I turned around and

me, but they even standered me and

if they would feel guilty for their suspletoms when they

that was not important to

one in the world would

one believed that

believed that Vesmin was the one who got me

believed

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Hamforth Residence, where I used to stay with Mom and Dad before their

considered wealthy in Huma, but we were

the happiest little princess who

everything had been ruined.

never go back to how things

countless cars ran through my soul.

after I died. I was even more desperate than I was alive because I

are you? Please… come back

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my old home. A thin figure was squatting at the door and

the streetlight. My body trembled when

Rachel, My childhood friend and

get through my phone over and over, even though

scare me. Don’t

voice sounded hoarse after a long cry, yet she couldn’t stop repeating, “Stephie, please don’t scare me. Come