Revenge After Death

Chapter 173

Michael’s bloodshot eyes made it seem as if he wanted to kill someone.

I shoved him hard and snarled at him as my breath quickened. “You have no right to say that! Didn’t she die because of you? Weren’t you the one who asked her to lure away the killer? And if she hadn’t died, would you have let her give birth to that baby?”

“I would’ve!” Michael’s fist crashed into the trash can behind me.

The trash can toppled with a clatter, and we both fell silent.

Then, we glanced nervously toward the courtyard, fearing that the man might have heard the commotion.

But when a scavenger approached to collect the trash, we both sighed in relief.

“I would have married her,” Michael said in a hoarse voice after a long silence.

It sounded like he was telling me this, or perhaps he was just mumbling it to himself.

“Do you believe in ghosts?” Michael asked with a self–mocking tone.

I didn’t answer.

“I think I saw her the other day…” he said.

I had no idea which day he was referring to, but it wasn’t like I cared anyway.

Shortly after, Zion arrived with Phil and a handful of plainclothes officers to avoid

drawing unwanted attention.

into the yard and quietly opened the door from the inside

and I

who was munching on fast food was now pressed up against the

he

arrest as a suspect in a murder case.

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man silently

was a tall man, but half of his face was burned, which made

cold and

leaving with Zion, the man looked at me

my spine,

him, shielding me with

his

in a low voice, “I guess that’s it. Bye, Mr.

Michael said as he firmly gripped

wrist.

again. Yet, it seemed that he had

out

seem to stop seeing me as Stephanie Carlson, can you?

head in silence.

as hard as I could, but I was

dragged me out of the courtyard, refusing

“Michael!” I shouted.

next moment, I was thrown into his car and locked from

like I was reliving the nightmares of

would coldly and heartlessly torture