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.

belongings on the victims so she could provoke Michael and Yasmin?” Lily said as she

and shook my head

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

wanted

been holding onto shattered

glanced at the officers who were standing before me. Then, I turned around and left

believe in me, but they even standered me and

if they would feel guilty for their

was not important

world would

that i

believed that Vesmin was the one who got

of them believed in Yasmin

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

might not be considered wealthy in Huma, but

was the happiest little princess who had a

everything had

back to

despair, countless cars ran through my soul. But

that I would fall into the pit of despair after I died. I was even more

are you? Please…

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

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

was Rachel, My childhood friend and bestie.

and over, even though the

please don’t scare 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