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.

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

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

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

the wanted list.”

had been holding onto shattered in

were standing before me. Then, I

me, but they even standered me and planned on arresting

they would feel guilty for their suspletoms when

was not important to me

the world would believe

believed that

Vesmin was the one who got me into

them believed in Yasmin

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used to stay with Mom and

not be considered wealthy in Huma, but we were a

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

everything had been

could never go back

despair, countless cars ran through my soul. But I

never thought that I would fall into the pit of despair after I died. I was even more desperate than I was alive because I couldn’t even

where are you? Please… come back

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

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

was Rachel, My childhood friend and bestie.

my phone over and over, even though the phone

don’t scare me. Don’t scare

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