Revenge After Death

Chapter 143

My heart dipped in my chest, and I hurriedly ran over to Zion. “Rachel’s missing?”

“She’s been spending all her time at the coroner’s to look into Stephanie’s death and examine bodies with Dr. Sparks so that she could try and find the truth. Rachel even nearly fainted last night, which was why I told her to go home and rest.

“She wasn’t with the police force this morning, so I gave her a call, but no one picked up, “Zion explained.

He continued worriedly, “I was dealing with another case then. By the time I went looking for Rachel at noon, she’d already gone missing. I’ve been looking for her all this time, and no one else has seen her.”

“What about last night? Are you sure Rachel reached home safely?” I asked shakily while grabbing Zion’s arm.

“The security guard was on shift last night, so he should’ve seen Rachel if she went back. home. But he didn’t, which meant she didn’t go home. That means she must’ve gone missing on the way home after leaving the police station,” Zion said.

I looked back at Steven, worried. I needed to find Rachel.

Steven looked as if he wanted to say something to me.

“Let’s go to my place to find her!” I exclaimed to Zion, suddenly recalling something.” Oh, I meant… Stephanie Carlson’s home.”

I told Rachel that the murderer might have been at my home before. Could she have gone there instead of going home last night?

for

couple of steps toward me before he stood there, dejected.

rearview mirror, my heart

Was he sad that I cared more about somebody else than

it all just my

spoke up as he

in

so upset seeing Steven standing there alone, quietly waiting for me?

was telling me to not make Steven walt anymore. That he had walted for too

at Zion. “Can I… bring

was about to start driving. He looked at

asked Steven, who was standing there barefoot in

eyes bright. He said nothing but

took his shoes from the housekeeper before getting into the car and putting them on for him. He was curled up

me, Stephie?” Steven asked softly.

confused. I was only doing this out of sympathy.

again before he turned to look

the car ride, though Steven never once let go of his grip on my

hand.