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.

that he would’ve even had the

“Are you

Zion turned to me.

shook my head. “The camera footage only captured the

that, Phil and some other officers stayed behind to further

Rachel had already woken up, though

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she was usually

up getting abducted there?” Zion asked, giving her some fruit

place to look around and…” Rachel instinctively glanced at me before looking away.

believed me and wanted to see if the killer was truly residing in my home.

just trying my luck. I didn’t expect to actually meet the guy. I was knocked unconscious

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

nodded. “The man… was pretty strong. He should be around six feet in height and pretty muscular. I tried grabbing his arm while struggling against him, but his bicep was

my head, stunned. “No. They’re not the same person… This

with burn scars. And though he was tall, he was

one killer?” I

Rachel

the killer had already killed so many

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

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

looked at Steven. He was simply standing there, staying silent without reacting much

all acting together in an organized manner. So,