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 the fire

was keeping back some details, but I chose not to push for more. After all, Ewan wasn’t present at the scene.

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

fire.

what puzzled me was why the serial killer was targeting people from the orphanage.

in that

this photo with

Andy Lincoln. If you need it, I’ll have a new

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you,” Ewan offered.

I nodded.

in the photo had passed

targeting the remaining ones.

orphanage director?” I pointed to

ran the

I saw the couple in

I couldn’t shake off the unsettling feeling.

they still alive?” I asked

daughter passed away