Revenge After Death

Chapter 144

“She won’t die,” Steven sald confidently from behind me..

I glanced at him. “What makes you so sure?”

“Innocent people.” Steven meant that Rachel was innocent. This inadvertently meant that Steven knew that the serial killer wouldn’t kill Innocent people.

When the bedroom door was opened, there was no one to be seen inside. I checked in all the other rooms in the house and found no one else either.

A loud bang suddenly came from the bedroom again, this time from inside the closet.

Zion and I looked at one another before we hurried over to open it.

Rachel was inside, her hands and feet bound together and a piece of cloth shoved in her mouth. Luckily she wasn’t in any danger, just mildly dehydrated.

“Rachel!” Zion quickly untied her and took out the cloth.

“That bastard’s threatening us… ” Rachel gasped before passing out in Zion’s arms. She

seemed to be in shock.

“I’ll get her to the hospital right now!” Zion carried Rachel in his arms and dashed out of

the room.

about to run after him when I suddenly

room with

in fear.

ballet dancing had been replaced.. It was a photo of my body arranged as a life–sized puppet in a glass case after I

in his tracks, noticing the

noticed that the portrait was changed earlier

on the bedroom.

covered my eyes and said shakily,

uncontrollably, rooted to the ground.

a call to have them come over

Steven had covered my

of the portrait was smeared in

the murderer hasn’t gone far yet,” Steven said hoarsely before turning to examine the room.

it’d take for us to arrive and when we’d see this portrait. Someone as intelligent as him would no

washroom door open. He was slowly spiraling out

control.

the couch and tasked me to

the house for

mumbling to himself, “The killer was able to calculate how long the victim had to live after he put her in the glass case. He’s skilled

the

no grown man would be able to fit in there. But Steven still went over to it.

you guys doing?”

door. He sounded displeased. He had several other men with him who looked to be