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.

someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the

at Zion helplessly and shook my head desperately. “No, it

then he said,

the wanted

been holding onto shattered in a blink of an

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

not believe in me, but they even standered me

feel guilty for their

that was not important to me anymore.

world

that i

the one who

believed in Yasmin

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I used to stay with Mom and Dad before

considered wealthy in Huma, but we were a happy

imagine I was the happiest little princess who had a beautiful life with my parents and a wonderful future

everything had been ruined.

back to how things

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

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

are you? Please… come back

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

trembled when I saw who it

childhood friend and bestie.

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

please don’t scare me. Don’t

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