Revenge After Death

Chapter 25

Zion furrowed his brow and released Steve.

Steve turned and immediately started running. He signaled for Rachel and Zion to follow him.

In a panic, I wanted to stop Rachel.

“Rach, don’t trust him,” I pleaded. “He’s a murderer. Don’t go with him!”

But Rachel saw this as a good opportunity. She was desperate to find me.

“Stop right there,” Rachel demanded. She chased after Steve and urged him to stop.

I was in a state of panic and started to follow them. I shouted at Zion, “Please, follow them. Ensure

her safety.”

Zion snapped to his senses and joined the chase. He and Rachel followed closely behind Steve.

Steve seemed to struggle with his movements. It was evident he was running with all his might. Blood streamed down his slender calves. It was a harrowing sight.

His pants were both short and tattered. It seemed they were scavenged from somewhere.

I couldn’t help but wonder about Steve’s background. If he was indeed from the Lincoln family and they treated him well, I wonder why he would be left to wander without directions.

I knew nothing of Steve’s upbringing. Nor did I wish to empathize with a serial killer. Regardless of his past, murder is indefensible.

injured?” Zion inquired. His brow was furrowed as he grasped Steve’s arm. “Where are you taking

stumbled to

burns. I -watched in shock as Steve stumbled every few steps.

happened to his feet?” Rachel

after each fall. His feet were severely burned. Each step he took must have been agonizing.

him to endure

injuries,” Zion concluded. He approached Steve after another fall. He offered a hand and waited for

hesitated. It seemed he

Steve resumed his painful journey. Bloody

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“How did he burn his

suspicions about him,” Zion confessed. He spoke with a heavy heart. “I believed he might be the murderer and conducted

To think

the murderer,” I insisted. “You must

filled with hardship,” Zion reflected. “Raised in an orphanage, he was never acknowledged by Mr. Lincoln Senior The Mr. Lincoln Senior never

ended with him. Now, he turns to Steve, the

behind Steve. He lit the cigarette and pondered

his new life with the Lincoln

measures. He crippled Steve, confined him, and treated him like an animal. All this to ensure the

shock. “So, his injuries…” she began. “Were they inflicted by Mr. Lincoln Senior to prevent

response was a silent, pained look.

the eyes of the wealthy, Steve was not a person but a tool for reproduction. Once he fulfilled his