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

shook my head desperately. “No,

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

wanted

hope I had been holding onto shattered

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

they even standered me

would feel guilty for their suspletoms when they found

not important to me anymore.

world

that i

one believed that Vesmin was the one who got

them believed in

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to stay with Mom and

in Huma, but we were

18, I used to imagine I was the happiest little princess who had a

everything had

never go back to how things were.

cars ran through my soul. But I

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

where are you? Please… come back to

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my old home.

trembled when

was Rachel, My childhood friend and bestie.

through my phone over and over, even though the phone was

please don’t scare me. Don’t scare

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