Revenge After Death

Chapter 153

Steven was complaining like a child would to his friends.

I took a deep breath and instinctively comforted him. “Ignore Michael. He’s crazy.”

At that, Steven seemed to lighten up and tightly hugged me.

“Let’s go,” Zion said to us after examining the crime scene and making sure there were no suspicious people lingering around.

“We’ve already checked the surveillance footage, Zion. All we saw was a figure who carried Yasmin in while she was unconscious. The figure was broad and tall, and they wore a raincoat and a cap. But we could see that he was pretty muscular.”

Phil had looked through all the local surveillance footage and could only recover this piece of useful footage.

The killer must’ve neglected this aspect of his plan because the footage was from a camera installed by a local family on the second floor of their home.

Those who didn’t know about this camera wouldn’t have noticed it either.

I peeked at the footage and sure enough, there was only a figure on the screen. But strangely… I felt like this man was different from the one with the burn injuries on his

face.

“I feel like… ” I couldn’t really pinpoint what was off.

The man who had spoken to me in my home had been like a ghost. Though he was tall, he was still skinny and slightly hunched–over. He wouldn’t appear so muscular even if he was wearing a raincoat.

even had the

“Are you

him?” Zion

only captured the back,

stayed behind to further investigate while we

we got there, Rachel had already woken up, though she was still feeling

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was usually pretty bold.

abducted there?” Zion asked, giving her some fruit that he’d brought

to her place to look around

wanted to see if the killer was truly

luck. I didn’t expect to actually meet the guy. I was knocked unconscious the moment I

afraid. You’re alright now. Don’t take any actions on

be around six feet in height and pretty muscular. I tried grabbing his arm while struggling against him, but his bicep was so

not the

at home had a face marred with burn scars. And though he was tall, he was … gaunt. Not

that… there’s more than one killer?” I nervously

and Rachel

though the killer

said after a long period of silence. “When we were investigating Mildred Silva’s

a smaller–looking figure in a raincoat on the street where Mildred went missing. The figure seemed to be either

at Steven. He was simply standing there,

one killer all acting together in an organized manner. So,