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.

knew the murderer. So whenever the murderer kills someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the victims so she could provoke Michael and Yasmin?” Lily said as she

my head desperately. “No,

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

wanted list.”

had been holding onto shattered in a blink of an

before me. Then, I turned around and left

believe in me, but they even standered me and planned

for

not important to me

world would believe in

one believed that i was

Vesmin was the one who got

believed in Yasmin

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Hamforth Residence, where I used to stay

in Huma, but we

princess who had a beautiful life with my parents and a wonderful future

had been

back to how

street in despair, countless cars ran through my soul. But I

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

you? Please… come back to

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

streetlight. My body trembled when I saw who it was.

childhood friend

and over, even though the

Don’t scare me,” she kept murmuring.

she couldn’t stop repeating, “Stephie, please don’t scare me. Come