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 walked to

and shook my head desperately. “No, it

said, “Get an arrest

the wanted

last hope I had been holding onto shattered in

at the officers who were standing before

but they

feel guilty for their suspletoms when they

was not important to

the world would

that i was

believed that Vesmin was the one who got

them believed

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Residence, where I used to stay with Mom and Dad before their

might not be considered wealthy in Huma, but we

I used to imagine I was the happiest little princess who had a beautiful life

had

back to how things were.

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

into the pit of despair after I died. I was even more desperate than I was alive because I couldn’t even

you? Please… come back

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

trembled when I saw who it was.

My childhood

my phone over and over, even though the phone was

please don’t scare me. Don’t scare

sounded hoarse after a long cry, yet she couldn’t stop repeating, “Stephie, please don’t scare