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 from

“Stephany, after

after you

surveillance from the past few months too, and the only frequent visitor was you. Before Stephie

curious. How did you obtain Stephanie’s house keys? How did you unlock the door, and

explain, but it was surprising that Stephany used

there anymore. Yet, Rachel’s and Zion’s intense stares made it feel suffocating.

the truth, voicing it out loud seemed futile.

Her diaries were all kept in that house. But now they’re all gone. You took them, didn’t you?” Rachel was furious.

want to help Stephanie catch the killer,” I said, feeling a bit anxious.

take my diaries?

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secrets did

knows too much about Stephie, and in too much detail… It

me a skeptical look. That look wasn’t just showing mistrust but also carried

stated briefly.

trust seemed elusive, my only

furrowing her brows and exchanging a glance with

didn’t say a word, but his gaze held

wandered as I stared outside. I watched the

serial murderer always seemed to pick

nothing would be clear. It was easy for the killer to strike and dispose

head to my place!” I said, trying to keep my emotions in check. I