Revenge After Death

Chapter 160

I looked at the teen, confused.

Was he trying to talk to me? Was there something he wanted to tell me?

Did he… know me?

“The boy… must’ve been acting on someone else’s instructions,” I said softly.

Zion leaned against the wall and weakly thumped his forehead.

He looked to be in great agony.

As long as the killer remained uncaught, there would be more deaths. And because of this, Zion felt guilty and blamed himself for it.

“I could’ve… I could’ve arrived earlier…” Zion grumbled.

He could’ve found Stephanie earlier.

The doctor had said that if they’d found her even a day earlier, she would’ve had a chance.

at survival.

Then, with a loud slam, Zion punched his fist into the wall, and blood seeped out of his knuckles.

I rushed over to try and stop him, but didn’t know how to console him.

Zion then went to the smoking zone and took out a cigarette.

Meanwhile, Steven and I silently stood in the doorway.

offered Steven.

is bad for

“I’ll smoke a couple

“Why do manufacturers still produce cigarettes when they know it’s bad for

ོ ཎྜ སཽ

was the source of the

cigarette froze, and he instantly turned to look at

just reminded him that his investigation had taken

Chapter 160

the start.

this time, but finding out why the killer was killing

taking the opportunity to trace everything backward, all the

the time we left the hospital,

brighter than before, but still gloomy.

day that I hated the most–the dark

that came with it often scared me.

had to be sedated

watched on from outside the ward door while she said I was

her.

certainly

still didn’t feel

from the level of suffering I wanted

saw a young boy in the parking lot who

years old.

pale, and seemed to have had

messily wiped the blood away.

please give me my brother back?” the boy cried, begging

clearly the baby brother

it for me,” the boy cried.