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 walked to

my head desperately. “No, it

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

the wanted list.”

holding onto shattered in

before me. Then, I turned around and left helplessly.

only I they not believe in me, but they even standered me and

they would feel guilty for their suspletoms when

not important to me

one in the world would believe in me

believed that i was

no one believed that Vesmin was the one who got me

believed

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Hamforth Residence, where I used to stay

considered wealthy in Huma, but we were a happy middle–class family.

little princess who had a beautiful

had been

back to

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

died. I was even more desperate than I was alive because I couldn’t even end my life when I was a ghost.

Please… come back to me.”

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

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

was Rachel, My childhood

tried to get through my phone over and over, even though the phone was no longer

don’t scare me. Don’t scare me,”

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