Revenge After Death

Chapter 87

Steven was running a fever. His breath was warm, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his stance was unsteady.

He hugged me from behind and whispered, “Stephle… I’m scared.”

It was everyone else who feared him, even people like Eva. Though they were the type who got their thrills by bullying others, he was someone who’d kill in cold blood,

“You guys have ulterior motives, actually teaming up with this psycho killer! You won’t be leaving now that you’re here!” Eva sald angrily, signaling those around her to take action.

Rachel remained unaware. I grabbed both of them and hurriedly headed out.

I yanked Steven, causing him to stumble and almost lose his balance.

Eva came with three people. They were big, tough individuals.

It was wiser to retreat than to face unnecessary harm.

Rachel and I quickly ran out. She was pressing the elevator button forcefully.

“Why are you still taking the elevator? Did you call the cops?” I asked while we were running.

“How would I know we’d get beaten up…” Rachel followed me, saying defiantly.

I was

running and looked at me

you looking at…

her head to look at the corridor. “Where’s

Steven

back to

He was sick!

fire extinguisher from the hallway and rushed in. I couldn’t let him get beaten up

entered the living room, I was

all. The people inside were all writhing on the ground

on the ground, and her face turned pale. “He’s mad… he’s just mad…”

in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of

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place, holding the

a stark contrast against the bright red

after a fight? The impact of that

skip a beat. I tossed the fire extinguisher

me like a scolded child, his head lowered, and the

we reached a safe spot that I let out my frustration.