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.

murderer. So whenever the murderer kills someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the victims so she could provoke Michael and

head desperately. “No, it

and then he said, “Get

the wanted list.”

last hope I had been holding onto shattered in a blink of an

sarcastically glanced at the officers who were standing before me.

in me, but they even standered me and planned on arresting

wondered if they would feel guilty for their suspletoms when

not important

one in the world would believe

believed that

that Vesmin was the one who got me

of them believed

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where I used to

wealthy in Huma, but we were a

I used to imagine I was the happiest little princess who had a beautiful

had

could never go back to how things

in despair, countless cars ran through my soul. But I couldn’t

into the pit of despair after I died. I was even more desperate than I was alive because I

are you? Please… come back to

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faint cry coming from the entrance of my old home. A thin figure was squatting at the

the streetlight. My body trembled when I saw

My childhood

and over, even though the phone was no longer reachable.

me. Don’t scare me,” she kept murmuring.

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