Revenge After Death

Chapter 158

Michael was bleeding at the forehead and had a cut lip, and it was all probably because of

Steven.

“Ah… So, it was just an accident! After reviewing the surveillance footage, we saw that someone in the local vicinity had been hurting people, and this upset the young man.

“That was why he grew agitated and injured Mr. Ford who happened to be waiting outside the house,” the police officer explained in an effort to mediate the situation.

“Both parties are at fault here,” he concluded.

Michael gritted his teeth. “I’m at fault for waiting outside the door?”

“What were you doing waiting outside someone’s house in the middle of the night anyway? Wouldn’t any normal person mistake you for a bad guy for hanging around the area like that?”

The officer then quickly winked at Michael and said quietly, “Plus, why would a sane man like you be so bothered by the acts of a madman?”

Michael scoffed in response.

The police officer then turned to me. “But you should still pay due compensation.

I looked at Michael’s pale and injured face under the streetlamp.

His greatest fear was dogs, and the fact that Steven had brought nearly a dozen of them back home, well…

must’ve undoubtedly been frightened. Heck, his knees

purpose,” Michael said as he looked at me. “He’s liable to go hysterical at

side. Who knows, he might end up

then glanced at the time and saw that it

explain yourself,” Michael said. He wanted to see me alone. “If you don’t, I’ll get a lawyer and file an application

furrowed my brows and glared at

huge

what he wanted, he left in his car.

me in person alone, but I knew

doing waiting for me to show up at Lincoln residence the entire night? Why didn’t

Michael and Steven, Michael was more of

He was still hiding behind the door after

walked out with his

night instead of sleeping?” I yelled at him, all my patience gone.

were bad men…” Steve

men leave because he was worried

as I scolded Steve. Then, he chuckled and said, “I realize that

how dangerous it was for you to go

dogs roaming around the dumpsters nearby. “Wasn’t alone…”

now. “Do dogs count as

to them,” Steven’s expression turned darkly, and

perhaps I saw wrongly, Steven had already

made a