Revenge After Death

Chapter 117

“I suspect the killer may be secretly staying in Stephanie’s house, though I lack evidence. If you trust me, we could arrange for someone to keep an eye on him,” I said nervously.

Even Rachel seemed unconvinced, and I could imagine Zion’s skepticism.

Without their trust, the murderer might persist, posing a continued threat to potential victims.

“I’ve got this feeling that the murderer’s victims are connected to the people from that orphanage, not just those women in red dresses from the photos. Perhaps… it’s just the beginning.” I nervously glanced at Zion. I held off on bringing up the class monitor, Howard, for now.

I needed to find out more.

Zion gave me a skeptical look. “Are you saying the murderer might be staying in Stephanie’s house?”

I nodded firmly, anxiously looking at Zion.

Zion furrowed his brows. “How do you know?”

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“L… Well, I did some digging.” I hesitated.

“And where’s the evidence?” Zion demanded.

“If you trust me, just keep an eye on him. He’s bound to strike again,” I said urgently.

house?” Rachel emerged

“Stephany, after

after you

I went to her house. Everything was normal. There were no signs of anyone there. I checked the surveillance from the past few months too, and the only frequent visitor was you.

stare turned icy. “I’m curious. How did you obtain Stephanie’s house keys? How did you unlock the door, and what exactly were you doing there?

but it was surprising that Stephany used to come to my place often. What was

Rachel’s and Zion’s

knowing the truth, voicing it out

in that house. But now they’re all

want to help Stephanie

take

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many secrets did

Zion. “I’m suspicious of her. She knows too much about Stephie, and in too much detail… It seems like she’s intentionally imitating Stephie to mislead

a skeptical look. That look wasn’t just showing mistrust but also carried a sense of suspicion.

just go,” I stated briefly. Too much talk would only deepen their suspicions.

only option was

Rachel remarked, furrowing her brows and exchanging

but his gaze

car, my mind wandered as I stared

hit me all of a sudden–the serial murderer always seemed to

rain provided a perfect cover. With people wearing raincoats, even if he was captured on camera, nothing would be clear. It was easy for the killer to strike

place!” I said, trying to keep my emotions in check. I was desperate to find evidence to make them believe