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.

she knew the murderer. So whenever the murderer kills someone, she intentionally leaves. her belongings on the victims

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

he said, “Get an arrest warrant for Stephanie and

wanted

been holding onto shattered in a

standing before me. Then, I turned around and

me, but they even standered me and planned

guilty for their suspletoms

important to me

world

that

the

them believed in

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to stay with Mom and Dad before their

in Huma, but we were a happy middle–class

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

had been ruined.

back

countless cars ran through my

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

Please… come

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of my old home. A thin figure was squatting at the door and kept making calls.

the streetlight. My body trembled when I

was Rachel, My childhood friend

and over, even though the phone was no longer reachable.

Don’t scare me,”

stop repeating, “Stephie, please don’t scare me. Come