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.

So whenever the murderer kills someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on

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

he said, “Get an arrest warrant for

the wanted

holding onto shattered

officers who were standing before me. Then, I turned

believe in me, but they

they would feel guilty for their suspletoms when they

important to

the world would believe in

that i was

believed that Vesmin was the

believed in

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where I used to stay with Mom and Dad

considered wealthy in Huma, but we were a happy

18, I used to imagine I was the happiest little princess who had a beautiful life with my parents and

everything had

go back to how things

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

I died. I was even more desperate

Please… come back to me.”

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

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

was Rachel, My childhood friend and bestie.

tried to get through my phone over and over, even

please don’t scare me. Don’t

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