Revenge After Death

Chapter 138

I scoffed, realizing that even within esteemed families, self–interest was paramount. Sadly, that was just human nature.

“They’re still keeping these old clothes?” I noticed Steven’s ill–fitting and faded outfit from his homeless days still hanging on the rack.

After bringing him home and cleaning him up, I found it odd that the Lincolns hadn’t thrown away his dirty clothes.

“These clothes are cherished by Mr. Lincoln and are off–limits to anyone,” Ewan intervened, preventing me from touching them.

I was curious why Steven treasured these worn–out and oversized clothes.

“Have you seen this boy before?” My thoughts returned to the photo. I pointed to a timid- looking boy standing behind Steven.

“That’s Simeon Kent. He was another genius boy at the Double Stars Welfare Home who shook the city of Huma back then,” Ewan sighed as he looked at the photo.

After a short silence, he continued, “Sadly, he died in the fire at the orphanage that year. Mr. Lincoln would’ve died too, but he miraculously survived.”

I was shocked. “Was the fire accidental?”

“It was arson,” Ewan stated firmly.

“Did they catch the killer?” I asked urgently.

no surveillance cameras in the area where

sensed he was keeping back some details, but I chose not to push

I looked at Howard in the photo, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he knew more about the

fire.

serial killer

appeared that no one in that photo was safe from

take this photo

you need it, I’ll have

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you,” Ewan offered.

I nodded.

the girls in red dresses in the photo had passed away, except for Yasmin.

was targeting

pointed to the middle–aged woman seated in the

and her husband ran the

crept in when I

smiles, I couldn’t shake off

they still alive?” I asked

away not long ago,” Evan said.