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

and shook my head desperately. “No, it wasn’t me. I

a while, and then he said, “Get an arrest warrant

the wanted list.”

had been holding onto shattered in a blink of an

the officers who were standing before me. Then, I

me, but they even standered me and

would feel guilty for their suspletoms when they found my body.

not important to

in the world

that i

believed that Vesmin was the one who got me

them believed

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where I used to stay with Mom

in Huma, but we

little princess who had a beautiful life with my parents

everything had been

never go back to how things were.

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

never thought that I would fall into the pit of despair after I died. I was even more desperate than I

are you? Please… come back to me.”

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cry coming from the entrance of my old home. A thin

stood under the streetlight. My body trembled when I saw who

Rachel, My childhood friend and bestie.

get through my phone over and over, even though the phone was no longer

me. Don’t scare me,” she

long cry, yet she couldn’t stop repeating, “Stephie, please don’t scare me.