Revenge After Death

Chapter 330

It didn’t seem like Steven was trying to hide anything.

“Stephie, nothing matters more than you…” said Steven, all choked up. “I’m just guessing that the murderer is intelligent… I lost, Stephie. I lost.”

Steven was saying something that I couldn’t understand. I guessed he meant that he had lost the game against the murderer when I died.

“You said you love me, but I don’t see any hatred toward my murderer.” I shook my head. I couldn’t help but feel that something had come between Steven and me. It was too obvious–he refused to tell me

about what he knew.

He had the key information, but he chose to hide it from me and the police.

Steven’s head drooped low, and tears welled up in his eyes. He opened his mouth, but he said nothing.

“I want to know the truth…” I looked at Steven and was getting emotional. “I want to know how I died. I want to know why they hate me so much… I want the murderer arrested!”

In a panic, Steven pulled me into his arms. After a while, as if he finally made a decision, he spoke.

“Okay… Stephie. I’ll help you… If it’s your wish, I’ll fulfill it. I’ll help you…”

I felt a little guilty for forcing Steven to pick a side between me and the murderer. Right now, it seemed like Steven picked my side.

He tried to console me

welled up. “Steven, we must not run away anymore. It’s time to fight

everything I said. But the murderer was an

increasingly curious about who the murderer was. I wondered why Steven, somebody who would sacrifice his life for mine, would be willing to disregard my death to

we must find Yasmin. The mutilation case is not over. We can’t allow the serial

continue.”

about Yasmin, but she had to live for the others to survive. I didn’t

and resourceful… We have to take it slow.”

of photos and pointed at Martin. “First, we must protect ourselves. To guarantee our survival, we must get rid of Martin, who’s a

Steven nodded. “Okay…”

Ewan stopped the car in front of the police station, Steven tried

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of reflex, I avoided him and

little hurt, but I avoided his gaze.

the basement led to disappointment, especially over

serial

how, but you must ensure